Living life .. A Zayn malik fan fiction

Untold stories ..

Zayn and I are sat in the kitchen eating take out .
Everything is rosey again with us and I'm so glad .
Zayn is somebody who will talk thru the difficult times and not ignore them to move on just like most men . I appreciate that .
I'm like most men I don't want to talk about it but I do when I'm with him . He's taught me to open up ...

"Come to New York with me ?" he asks and I look up surprised by his question .
"NewYork ? What's in NewYork?" I reply .
"We're playing Maddison square garden on the 8th of December . Come with me , I think Danielle is going to " he pleads and I smile into my middle box .
"I would like that " I reply.
He smiles cheerfully and continues to eat .

"Il come to New York if you stay with me tonight ?" I suggest and he looks up from his middle box with a wicked grin on his face.

"That was planned already " he winks and I scoff at him .

"Want to go for play about on the bikes ? It's a been a couple of days and I'm antsy .. . I have been a little preoccupied elsewhere " I tease .
"Oh have you? I hadn't noticed " he smiles with his tongue between his teeth .
I scoff again at him .

"Sounds good .. " he replies .
"Are you sure ? because we can do something else " ..
"No it sounds perfect " he smiles and leans across the table to kiss me gently.

"You need to shave " I scoff at him and he laughs .
"You don't like the beard ? " He teases
"I don't like the beard rash " I reply sarcastically .
"And you need to shave your legs .. " He says running his foot up the bottom of my track pants .
"Zayn " I scowl at him pushing him away . He laughs out loud .

"Come on let's see if your any better at riding .. ?" I tease taking both his hands and pulling him from the stool.
"If I'm any better ? Im sure i have proved that many times in the kast couple of days " he replies smartly

"You know what I meant " I say sticking out my tongue at him .
I drag him behind me heading for the sheds .

This is one of my favourite things to do with Zayn and I'm really excited because its been weeks since he has joined me for a spin ..

After 2 hours out on the bikes with Zayn were finally hosing them down and talking about Africa for the red nose charity .
We leave in 3 days and to be honest I'm not sure what to expect yet but I am excited to get there .

"What you wana do now ?" he asks wrapping his arms around me .
He looks hot dressed in motocross gear . He looks bad ass and I know what I want to do but suddenly I hear somebody yelling my name .
"Mom's home " I reply kissing his lips quickly .
"Come on we need to shower " I suggest taking his hand in mine and leading him back up to the house .
"Together " he winks and I shake my head at him .

"Believe me she's probably read the article , lets not let her think it " I wink back and he smiles.

"At least I have clothes here " he says and he's referring to showering here .

"I may have a few bits belong to you alright .. " I tease
"A few ? You have a lot " he replies cocking his eyebrows at me .
I pout at him and he laughs wrapping his arm around my shoulder as we continue to walk to the house .

"Hey mom " I call taking off my boots at the back door .
"Hey love , Zayn here ?" she replies making tea .
"Yea I'm here " Zayn calls out removing his boots also . He fallows me in .
"You kids on the bikes , have fun ?" she asks grabbing two more mugs from the press .
"Yep .. I'm teaching Zayn how to be a responsible rider .. he's a bit mad on the bike nearly broke his neck " ?I reply jumping up onto the stool next to Zayn .

She looks up sharply at us both .
"She's lying .. She's the wreck less one" Zayn scoffs taking his mug of tea from mom .
"Once you don't break a leg " she points to Zayn
"And you stop being such a fucken daredevil on that bike " she cusses at me .
I stir my tea and scowl at her making faces as she grabs the milk from the fridge .
"Stop making faces Skylar " she snaps and Zayn nearly snorts out his tea .

"Skylar " Zayn teases .
"Don't be suck up " I reply giving him the finger .
"It's such a beautiful name I wish you would use it " mom says disapproving of our giggling .
She sits me with us .
"Yea but sky is shorter and so much easier to use " I reply and she rolls her eyes .
"You know she was almost called Benjamin " mom tells Zayn and he looks at her with confusion .
"Isn't that a boys name ?" he asks
"Yea it is , we didn't know ... " She starts to explain
"Zayn doesn't know I never told him , I guess it never came up " I tell her and she nods her head .

"Don't tell me your really a boy " he teases and I slap his arm laughing.
"Not exactly " I reply tongue in cheek .

"I lost skylar's twin when I was 5 months pregnant and we knew it was a boy and girl but I carried him until full term . We didn't know whether the boy .. We didn't know whether is was Skylar or Benjamin that had survived . Times were different back then " mom explains and Zayn looks speechless .
"Oh my god I'm really sorry to hear that " he says so genuinely .

"That's ok , thanks . It's hard to lose a child but it was so early on it was easier to cope . It's sad but I often think these tomboy ways Skylar inherited came from her brother in some strange way . Maybe his way of
Letting us see him thru her , I dunno " she scoffs smiling but I know the way she gets . She hasn't mentioned him in probably a couple of years .

"Mom don't be getting all sentimental now " I say but I can see a little unshed tears in her eyes .

"I know , I know I shouldn't dwell on what ifs . " She shrugs and gets up to pour another cup of tea .
Zayn holds my hand under the counter and squeezes it reassuring me that he's there for me .
I'm ok . I never meet him so it's easy to move on but imagine if he survived ?

It would of been nice to grow up with him and have a twin but no use doing these because its bringing up old painful memories of my own too ....