Lakshita's P.O.V---
I leaned on my seat, watching the stary sky. Cold wind brushed past my face gently. He turned on the Radio and 'Thousand Years' By Christina Perrie started playing. I hummed to the tune and I could feel his eyes on me. "Lakshita?" He called and I looked at him. He smiled at me and raised an eyebrow. "Why did you call me?" I asked and he shook his head smiling. "Wabted to look at your face." He said and I giggled. I kissed his cheek, making him smile wider. His eyes were on the road and I continued watching outside.
I felt his hand on mine. He locked fingers and drew patterns on my palm. He was smiling. A content smile on his face. "You look happy." I said and he nodded. "You make me happy." He said and I raised an eyebrow. "Me watching out the window makes you happy?" I asked and he shook his head, chuckling. "What?" I questioned, scrunching my face and he smiled. "Just your presence makes me happy. An aura of happiness surrounds me when you are with me." He said and I smiled. I kissed his cheek again and he looked at me for a second. "You make me happy too. Very happy. Like no one else can." I replied and he smiled. "Thanks. Glad to know that.." He said and I nodded, looking out the window.
He stopped in front of my house and looked at me. It was only 7:30 p.m. "Get ready. Sleepover at mine. I will pick you up in an hour. Dont eat anything." He said and I nodded, smiling. He kissed my forehead and I got into my house.
I informed mom I had arrived and about Zayn's plan, walking to my room. I decided to shower and took a nice hot bath. I dressed into a black knee length skater skirt and light sandal color tshirt. I put my hair into a low bun with loose strands of hair touching my cheeks. I wore kohl and slipped into my black sandals. It was only 8 and I went down to see my brother watching tv.
I sat next to him and he smiled. His eyes were puffy and he had dark circles. "Sid, whats wrong?" I asked and he looked at me. "Anna." He stuttered and I nodded. I hugged him slightly and cracked a few lame jokes which he always laughed at cause they were lame.
We watched our favorite Hunger Games. "You know.. I would volunteer for you." He said and I cooed. "Thats so sweet. Thanks." I kissed his cheek and he laughed. "I love you, Lakshita.." He said and I was surprised. It was the first time he ever said that. "I love you too, brother." I said and he smiled. He pulled me close and we stayed that way watching the tv until the doorbell rang.
I checked the time and it was 8:28. Right. 1 hour. I opened the door to reveal a smiling Zayn. "Hey, Z." I chirped and he kissed my cheek. He talked to my mom and brother and with that, we left. He drove and all the way he was nervous. "Zayn, why arent you normal?" I coughed and he looked at me. "Its.. Nothing." He would reply everytime and continued driving. "Come in after 5." He said and ran in.
I coughed a little and picked my bag. After 5 minutes I walked inside to see the way lined with rose petals and candles glowing in the room. My eyes wide in surprise and I walked in slowly. I removed my sandals, the soft petals tickling my feet. The living room was decorated with yellow serial lights and candles. A cocco butter fragnance filled the room. I entered the dining room to see a table with a white table cloth and dishes on it. There were two black divans on opposite sides. The candles were everywhere and the whole house glowed along with my happiness.
I saw Zayn walk in from the backyard. "You did all this?" I asked and he nodded. I hugged him and he kissed my forehead, smiling. "Do you like it?" He asked and I smiled at him... "I love it!" He chuckled and helped me sit on one of the seats. He sat opposite to me and stared at me. "Hungry?" He asked and I nodded. He served me food before filling his plate.
There was a pudding and some fried rice with chicken. I took a bite of everything, the taste melting in my mouth. "Where did you buy all this?" I asked and he chuckled. "I made them with Liam's help." He said and I smiled wide. "The food tastes amazing. You are cooking everyday after we get married." I said and blushed at my words. "I will cook everyday after we get married." He chuckled and you smiled at him.
"Z.. Will you come for my graduation?" I asked and smiled. "I wouldnt miss it for anything." He replied, making me smile. "Do you have your speech prepared?" He asked and I shook my head. "I am working on it, Zayn. Its a little hard cause its hard to express my feelings through words." I pouted and he shook his head. "You will get it in time, baby. Dont worry." He said and I nodded.
I continued eating my dinner, making small talks with him. I cut a piece of the pudding with effort and ate it with my eyes closed. I opened it to see Zayn staring at me. I raised an eyebrow and he smiled. "You look cute." He said and I blushed, picking at the rice. "Cuter." He said and I blushed harder, biting my lip. "The cutest." He declared and I giggled.
I finished the dinner and did the dishes. I drank a glass of water and stifled a yawn. "Wanna sleep?" Zayn asked and I shook my head. "Let us watch a movie then. Toy story." He said and I smiled. I plopped on the couch and Zayn sat next to me. I leaned on his shoulder and we watched the first part. "Where is everyone else Zayn?" I asked and he smiled. "Having fun like us on Christmas." He said and I nodded. Half way through the second part, I was half asleep. "Lets sleep?" He asked and I shook my head. I didnt want to let go of him soon. I wanted to be with him. "Baby, please let me put you to sleep.." He said and I pouted. "I will cuddle with you." He said and I nodded. He stood up and offered me his hand.
I leaned on him and he had his arms around my waist and we walked up the stairs. He opened his room door and I fell on the bed. He wrapped the blanket on me and got under them. He pulled me closer and I snuggled into his warm chest. "Good night.." He kissed my forehead and I fell into a deep sleep in his arms.
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Beautiful Chaos
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