The room 102 - z.m fics

A dream

We heard Trisha's voice in the middle of the hall.

-          Wait.. – I whispered to Zayn. – go to the room and pick me some clothes!

-          Why me?

-          It's more..you know..

-          Okay mrs saint.. I will go there.

-          Thank you devil.

   I smirked at him as he opened the door, closing it doing funny faces to me. I heard him talking to his mom while I was waiting for my clothes for a quickly shower with the most wonderful boyfriend I could ask for. I didn't want to walk outside in my sleeping dress, with a messy "sex" hair and acting like I wasn't actually going out of the bathroom while Zayn was there as well.

-          I am back, lady. – Zayn said as he was opening the door. – everything good?

-          I am a bit cold. – i gave him a hug without any permission but he kept hugging me, making me feel better.

-          Go to the bathroom, love. My father and Zi will go out soon so we will stay with my mom and brother.

-          Is everything cool?

-          Yes, my mom didn't want to tell me where they are going but she seems happy..

-          Do you have any idea?

-          No babe.. I really don't have. We don't have any birthdays coming.

-          Zayn, people don't surprise others just because it's their birthday..

-          Well, you are right..but to who?

-          Maybe you, babe. If was anybody else, your mom would tell you. – I gave him a smile as I started to get closer of the shower box.

-          Anyway..I will prepare our breakfast, is that alright?

-          I thought you would stay.

-          It's not a good idea..you would probably moan loader and I don't want anybody to know how hot it's that. – he smirked at me.

-          Zayn..you..Gosh, I am not even replying. – I blushed, not facing him starting to take my clothes off.

-          It's good that I go now..before something happens to me. See you soon, my little donut. – he said waving at me.

-          Silly. – I said expressing the biggest smile ever.

As I thought it would be, I took a quickly shower while I was wondering why Zi and Yaser were going together. Maybe was to get us a house since Zayn was always saying that he wanted to live with me when everything could get better and for once, I thought he could do it right in one of those days.

  Everything was going alright, everything was finally going back to normal so it was the perfect time to move out.

  When I was walking towards the kitchen, I could already listen Cameran's cute laugh mixed with Zayn's laugh. Trisha was right there, making a tea and they were preparing the food: fruit, milk, coffee, so many types of bread (...) just by looking, I was starving.

-          Good morning, family. – I said, smiling at them.

-          Good morning Christine, how are you?

-          I am good, Trisha and you? Let me help you with that.

-          No darling, sit down next to Zayn please.

-          You sure?

-          Of course my mom is sure, sit here with us. – Zayn said, giggling with Cameran. I sat next to them and helped with the food. – you can help by eating, babe.

-          Only when you start.

-          Well.. I am going now! Good morning, Chris! – Cameran said. That sweet boy never disappoints. – How are..you? – he said by eating a bit of cake with nutella.

-          I am good and you, did you sleep good?

-          I dreamt!! I dreamt about you two!!

Zayn and I looked confused to each other. What was he talking about now?

-          What did you dream, brother?

-          Can I say it?

-          I think you can..mom ?

-          Of course, Cammy. – Trisha said, arriving in the table with her tea.

-          Once I heard in the TV that people can't say what they dream about without eating so it will come true.

-          Then it won't because you just ate half of your bread. – Zayn said, giggling.

-          I know it will anyway!!

-          So tell us, love.

-          Okay mom. So I saw Christine fatter, she was with a big belly like a big big one, bigger than you were on those photos in the living room.. and Zayn was always running to her, really happy and I also remember to see lots of toys here in the house and I was playing with them! Why was Christine with that belly? I mean, it was scary!

-          Darling..she wasn't fatter, she was pregnant in your dream.

-          Pregnant? – he made such a confused face that made all of us laugh.

-          Yes, I would have a baby. – I smiled, noticing that Zayn was looking straight at my tummy. – what are you doing?

-          Just imagining what my brother saw..that would be really amazing.

-          You're the reason why he has those dreams. – I said, giving him a little slap in his legs.

-          But Chris, Zayn, mom.. will my dream come true ?

-          Don't worry about that, son. Everything happens in the right time. – Trisha said, trying to make him feel calmer about a only dream.

-          Are you sure?

-          We are. – I answered, making him smile. – Right, Zayn?

-          Right, babe.

    He ended up by smiling and continue his breakfast, exactly as we started ours. Zayn and I kept looking at each other the whole breakfast, we weren't talking about Cameran's dream but I know, deep down, that we were thinking about it. He was smiling, time to time, looking straight in my eyes while he was drinking his hot coffee listening Trisha talking about her ideas to paint the house and thinking on turning it into something different. But as the love stories say, when we are in love we forget about what's around us just to focus in a message behind somebody's eyes, just to focus in somebody.