Cameran asked us, about the ying yang. What was that circle, why those colors and why Zayn had drew it.
Of course he would never understand at that point of his life, what a real ying yang could mean but Zayn and I tried our best, with the best kind of words to describe him what's that "little circle white and black". We tried to make him understand that in life there's bad things and good things.
- Bad things like what happened to your daddy ? – I got surprised by that question.
- Yes..like that. – I didn't even know what to reply and how to happen.
- And good things like Bob ?
- Yes, like her Bob. – Zayn giggled a bit. – that's how everything works in life..sometimes you have to face the bad, the good and sometimes both at same time.
- Like a raining day and in the same day..you get a new phone ?
- Totally like that. – Zayn said. – Or when you see your favorite movie but you are sick.
- Ohhh!! That happens with me a lot! – he said like he was shocked. It was so cute to see his reaction over things so important and simple at same time.
He started to draw, drawings like kids are use to draw: simple houses that aren't normal houses, dogs with two legs, superheroes..that he used to draw in the most perfect way.
I stayed looking at Zayn, who kept doing the final spaces and lines in his drawing. He was drawing with so much love, it was beautiful to see him working like that. He was creative, he was amazing on every time he grabbed a pen and draw.
- Can I do you something ?
- What will you do, Zayn ?
- Do you trust me ?
- Of course.
- I will draw you.
- I will love it, absolutely.
- Trust me, baby.
He picked the pen again, grabbed my wrist and started to draw a circle. I knew it was going to look like a ying yang in the end of it. He was drawing with his hands but a huge bright smile on his lips.
- Ta-daah! – He said when he finished. I knew he had it.
- Babe..I love it so much. – it was exactly how I drew mine. – But..
- Don't you think it's cool ?
- No..no!! It's not that babe. I love it so much but I want to ask you, why you drew this one and not another one that you have ?
- Because this one is the special one like you.
- So..is this what I think it is ?
- Related with you ? – he looked to his tattoo, for seconds.
- Yes.
- It is. But.. – he looked at Cameran to see what he was doing. He was right in front of us finishing drawing a sun in the sky. – I will tell you later. Deal love ?
- Of course there's a deal.
In the exact moment, Cameran was going to tell us something, Trisha opened the door.
- Hello my little sunshines, are you hungry ?
- Yes mom!! – Cameran said – look at our drawings!
- They are so beautiful..and..oh, a ying yang. – Trisha got surprised looking at mine. – Did you draw it, love ?
- Yes Trisha. I had no idea what to draw, too.
- It's really a good one.
- Is it right mom ? She is such a talented person when it comes to art. – Zayn said proud of me. What I wasn't at all.
- She totally is!
- I can't believe you think this is good. – I said. – but thank you Zayn and Trisha.
- And Cameran! Because I love it too. I want to put it in my board. Can I ?
- What ? – I asked surprised.
- YES!! Can I keep it ?
- Of course you can, love, but I promise I will draw something better for you next time.
- This is something good and I will keep it for me. Thank you Chris!
He kissed my cheek, grabbed my drawing and jumped from the bed to put in the board that was right next to his window. It was full of pictures of him as baby, as him in that age, and drawings of him and there were Zayn drawings what made me smile even more.
- It's perfect right here. Don't you think ?
How specially it was the fact that he put it right next to one that Zayn drew. It was a drawing that said " Zayn loves you. " with a little heart and a bear smiling. It was too cheesy to think that he drew that.
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