The room 102 - z.m fics

Leave Los Angeles ?

That I would always do my best to make it happen: loving her son deeply and endlessly.
And smiling, holding the plate with the salad while Trisha took the bread and the juice, we called them to the table.
I sat in front of Zayn and between Cameran and Trisha. The lunch was lovely and funny: Zayn kept the whole time playing with my feet under the table and laughing every time I pretended I was mad; Cameran was always looking at us and begging for more food each 10 minutes; Zi, Trisha and Yaser talked about so many subjects during the lunch, even mentioned they liked to live there.
I almost didn't mention one word. I am not that type of person to talk in lunches or dinners, I just eat and watch everything happening around me and that was happening right there.

- ..like Christine and Zayn. - everybody was looking at me when I heard Yaser saying our names.
- What ? Sorry, I wasn't paying attention.
- We were talking about you and Zayn one day living together, darling. - Trisha explained.
- Oh..us..yes..one day of course, we will.
- I was already planning something but thank you dad for mention that. - Zayn said looking at me.
- So you had plans and we didn't know ? - Zi joked
- Kinda. Mom did.
- Babe, tell us. Neither I know.
- Actually - he started to hold my hand - I was thinking of re-create my grandparents house in London and create our own home. Leave Los Angeles. Find a job, and of course you can find hospitals as well.
- I was thinking of living here but thank you son, for changing my ideas. - Yaser said while everybody kept looking at me waiting for an answer.
- Babe, you know that as long as we are safe and happy, I am in. - I said - I'd love to come back to our town soon, I just have to plan everything.
- Start by quitting your job!! - Cameran talked for the first time in this subject and he made everybody laugh.
- It's not a bad thought to be honest. - I said looking at him, he was happy for being right - I can start by doing that soon, I was about asking for a longer holiday now but maybe I talk about that.
- But are you sure you want to live together now ?
- Yaser, - Trisha looked at him - they know each other for so long, I am sure they always planned that to happen.
- Yes, we did.
- I knew Zayn, I just wanted to remind your dad that you both dream together. We adore you.
- We could sell this house, right Zi ?
- I don't know Zayn, I'd like to keep it for the holidays here.
- That's a nice idea. My house isn't special but I could keep it.
- By talking on your house..we never visited it.
- We can go there, Trisha! It may be a mess because I haven't been there.
- Don't worry, love. What about after we wash those dishes ?
- Ok! It's a real simple apartment, but I can make you some coffee.
- She's lying..the house is really lovely and charming like her. - Zayn smiled grabbing dish by dish, already helping to go as fast as we could.
- Don't make me blush here. - I whispered.
- I am just saying what I think, love.

Dish by dish, we washed and cleaned everything that had to be cleaned. Zayn finally went to his bedroom and changed his pajama to a such classy and cool outfit. We were the last ones to get in the car.
- hey.. - Zayn grabbed my arm before I could get out of the door - are you sure you really want to live with me in England ?
- I don't care about the place as long as I am with the right person. You can tell me you want to live in a house made of snow, I'd go. It's you.