One Direction Imagines

i did not ask you to... zayn

A/N~ not all stories can be happy endings break ups last alot of the time ( more at the end)

"Why did you think I wanted you to leave, I did not ask you to leave. You made that choice all on your own."

I tried to shut the door but he caught it, "No, and you are also not asking me to leave now. So I think that I might stay here."

"Good luck, there is a door between us, and that isn't about to change." And he caught the door again.

"As long as you know I'm here." and he finally let the door shut.

In all honesty I forgot what we were fighting about. I was just mad he thought that I wanted him to leave. Does he not know how much I love him?

Zayn's POV-

I sat outside the flat waiting, I knew Y/N would not come back soon I just had to wait. And if it mean getting her I would wait everyday for the rest of my life.

Y/N might have forgotten what we were fighting about but I don't.

Commitment.

Her sister never wanted to get married to the man she had been with for the last five years. I simply think that if that what they want it what they want. Which came to be do you agree with them and not getting married? (A/N true story of my cousin)

Leaving was a bad idea especially for this one fight. But to prove I was in fact wanting to get married I went to go get the ring that I had Liam holding onto. The engagement ring, and it was not going to be a waste, I am still going for it.

Just then I heard the door opening. Y/N walked out and left the door open, "I have to run to the store. The flat is yours till I get back." implying she did indeed want me out.

Sorry sweetie that isn't gonna happen.

Your POV-

Zayn was not outside when I got back, part of me was happy but most of me nearly died.

I walked straight back in. And went straight to bed, my test could wait.

"Y/N?" I heard the door creak open just a touch and Zayn was on the other side.

"Zayn, I thought you left?" I said straightening up.

''No I kinda had some other plans, come on." taking my hand and leading me to the dining room lit with not so romantic candles but it made it all the more better. "Be back, gonna grab the food." and came back with a oven baked pizza. "Yeah should have bought good romantic food but hey it's Italian." he said nervously before sitting down.

"It's sweet, all of it.'' I said finally beginning to forgive and already forgot.

"Thanks, wanted it to be better then this. But since you like this I'll just do it now, feels like ages since I made up my mind."

''About....." I urged him to continue.

"I'll show you later."

"But you said now was better because I liked it."

"But you don't know what is going to happen, so you never know which way is better."

"Fine."

After dinner Zayn lead me out to the balcony. "Cannot mess this part up, the balcony still romantic, even if I am around."

Just then he pulled away and turned me around to face him, "and I'm not going anywhere, ever, even if you begged. With that being said, will you marry me?"

"Zayn we just got-"

"No, no stupid fight is going to get in the way. I have wanted this for god knows how long, and now I am and I will ask you everyday till you say yes."

"Zayn, we just-"

"Please." I swear there were tears in his eyes.

"Let me finish, we just had a fight that can't make me decide that I no longer want to marry because I do."

''Yes?"

"Yes."