Zayn Malik Imagines

birthday surprises

Zayn's P.O.V.

Today was Y/N birthday. She was finally turning 21 and I had couple of surprises planned for her, of course with the help of her best friend Y/B/F.

Your P.O.V.

I was sleeping peacefully in my king sized bed which Zayn and I share together. I was dreaming about how things would be like if humans would poop rainbows. (a/n: my kind of dream.)

I then was awoken by someone singing happy birthday. I opened my eyes as they adjusted to the bright light of the room. I saw my best friend holding a cake that says 'Happy birthday Y/N' on it and my husband singing happy birthday with her.

Before I could react to anything my husband tackled me with a huge bare hug. I hugged him back.

"Happy birthday baby girl." Zayn whispered in my ear as we pulled apart.

Before I could say anything my best friend smashed the cake in my face. I couldn't help but Burt into laughter even though my bed was now full of cake pieces.

Then beloved husband handed me a towel to get all the cake off my face. When I was done, they just started throw pillows at me. And well, that turned out to be a pillow fight.

After our hilarious, yet painful pillow fight Zayn immediately shoved me off the bed and carried me bridal style all the way down and threw me in the pool. I was kind of annoyed because of the fact that I was still in my pjs and my bed is still covered with freaking cake and frosting.

"Oh my god Zayn!" I said while I was walking out of the pool.

"Nope." Zayn said pushing me back in. I didn't know where this would lead to.

(a/n I'm too lazy to finish this but ok.)

I tried getting out but then pushed me back in, after I trying again and failing, I tried running away from him this time.

But he ended up catching me and dragging me in with my foot. He'd do anything just to get me inside. My best friend was recording everything but I didn't have anything against that.

After 21 times of getting pushed, pulled and dragged into the pool. I finally got out without Zayn trying to get me back in. By now it was sun down. So typically I have skipped lunch, great.

"Okay baby, get ready. I have plans for tonight." Zayn said as he smirked.

"Okay." I laughed and he hugged me even though I was soaking wet.

"I'll be waiting downstairs." He said.

"Kay." I answered as I walked up the stairs.

I went upstairs and opened the doors of our shared, huge bedroom. I walked in and quickly went in the toilet, thank god it's in our room. I got out of what I was wearing and took a long shower, not that long; don't want to keep Zayn waiting.

I got out of the shower and tied a towel around me. I walked out, feeling the cold air of my bedroom. The air conditioner wasn't on but the air was still cold enough to feel it. I then started looking for something to wear.

I chose my outfit, I hung it. I then started drying my hair. After I was done I decided to wear my outfit.

I wore a white crop top and pink thigh height skirt, I decided to wear a cardigan too.