His head was on your lap, his coffee eyes trained to the ceiling as he let you talk. In moments like this, he couldn’t speak even if he wanted to. You had a way with words, something that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t be as eloquent as you. “I know that wherever we live,” you continued on, capturing more of his heart by the second, “we’ll need to be close to your mum and sisters. I know you can’t be without them.” He blinked, sitting up slowly to face you. The light from the fire place cast your face in shadow, but Zayn knew every curve of your cheek, and how your eyes looked in the mid afternoon sun. The darkness did nothing to hide you from him. He knew you like he knew himself. Fully and completely. “How’d you know that’s the most important thing to me?” He whispered. You smiled and touched his cheek. “I see you Zayn. I see how you light up when she’s around, and how it gives you peace of mind to be close and check up on her, make sure she’s okay.” He bent down and pressed his lips to your wrist, closing his eyes. He knew that he wanted a whole life with you, kids, grandkids, the works. “I always did have this image of you and me mum in the kitchen, like, talkin and laughin and sharing recipes together ‘cos you like cooking too. And,” he added slowly, his eyes moving across your face, “when I’m gone I’ll feel better knowing she’s here to look after ya.” You didn’t like thinking about Zayn leaving for your, it instantly made your mood plummet. “None of that frowning, come on then love. We’ve got a whole big future ahead of us.” He was right. There’d be so many big memories to make and soon. Engagement, wedding, first house, first kid. You had a life time of firsts to get through and your heart lifted, because you would get to experience every single one of them with Zayn.
