Make the Most of It

47. Good News, Bad News

The next day was just as boring as the last, except of course when I got to come home and see Zayn. I left early today and got home at 2 so I had the rest of the day off.

As I opened the door to my apartment, I was greeted with a hug from Zayn.

"I got a job!" He exclaimed.

"Are you serious? Yay!" I laughed and hugged him back. "What is it?"

I set my purse down on the table and followed him to his laptop to see what he was talking about.

"It's sort of like a teaching job, but I don't need a teaching degree. I go to this place where I help teach young artists."

"That's great Zayn!" I hugged him one more time.

"And it pays really well too."

"That's good! You know what's funny?" I asked.

"Hmm?"

"When I met you, you were so rebellious and bad and now you're a teacher."

"People change I guess," he chuckled. "Especially when the meet people like you," he said, smiling.

"Aww. I love you."

"I love you too," he answered back.

"Hey let's go celebrate," I said.

"Ok. Where do you want to go?" He asked. "We can go anywhere."

"How about we go get ice cream?" I suggested.

"I'm a twenty-thee year old man and you want me to go get ice cream?"

I raised my eyebrow at him in confusion. "It's perfect!" He laughed. "You should've seen your face." I laughed along with him, really confused.

"Who are you and what have you done with my Zayn?"

"Your Zayn, huh?" He smirked.

"Of couse you're mine," I smiled.

"Good. Because I don't want to be anybody else's."

"Good," agreed.

"Good," he repeated.

I quickly went upstairs and changed into shorts and a t-shirt to match the warm weather outside.

"Ok I'm ready," I said, as I grabbed my keys and followed Zayn out the door. "Can we walk?"

"Sure," he answered simply. The ice cream shop wasn't that far. It was one of those ice cream trucks that are around parks and stuff.

I grabbed Zayn's hand and we walked down a couple streets, but along the way, something caught my attention. In the park, there was a young couple playing with their two toddlers. I don't know why, but it made my heart melt. And it led me to thinking if whether or not Zayn would be into marriage and kids. Of course he had already been married, but would he want to do that whole thing again?

I had always been one to want to get married and raise a family, and I hated saying it, but I shouldn't be wasting time with someone who didn't want the same things I did. I had the urge to ask Zayn about it, but maybe now wasn't the right time.