Having No Regrets (A One Direction Love Story)

Luna's POV

I go down the stairs and into the kitchen where Zayn already is and he turns around and looks at me.

"Good morning, gorgeous." He says with a big smile. He's already dressed and he looks a lot more awake then I am.

"Morning." I grumble and he grins.

"Tired, hey?" He asks. I just nod and roll my eyes at the grin on his face that just seems to get bigger. He hands me a small brown paper bag with a coffee. "I quickly went to Starbucks and got you your favorite."

"Thank you." I say, taking a sip of my coffee.

"Now go get dressed! I have somewhere to take you!" He says, ushering me out of the kitchen. I walk back up the stairs and into my bedroom and place my coffee on my desk and open the bag and take a few bites of my raspberry and white chocolate muffin before going into my walk-in-robe and pulling some clothes and putting them on. I go and brush my hair and stare at the extensions on the bathroom sink before deciding not to put them in today and I put on some foundation and mascara, deciding I really am way to tired to do much to my face today and I put on a necklace and a few rings and walk back out, quickly finishing my muffin and grabbing my coffee before going back down stairs where Zayn is.

"Where are we going?" I ask.

"To our house." He says with a big smile. "Don't worry, Louis isn't here, him and Liam took Willow out to get the guy to hear her demo to see whether or not they'll sign her to the label." I nod as he takes my free hand and leads me out and to his car. He opens my door for me and I get in and thank him as he gets into the drivers seat and drives off. I turn on the radio and start to bop along to Chained To The Rhythm. 

 Are we crazy?
Living our lives through a lens
Trapped in our white-picket fence
Like ornaments
So comfortable, we live in a bubble, a bubble
So comfortable, we cannot see the trouble, the trouble
Aren't you lonely
Up there in utopia
Where nothing will ever be enough?
Happily numb
So comfortable, we live in a bubble, a bubble
So comfortable, we cannot see the trouble, the trouble  

I start jamming out to the chorus and I see Zayn watching me and I look at him and raise an eyebrow and only moments later he joins in and we sing along to the song. Moments later Cold by Maroon 5 comes on and I can't help but sing along to that as well. The songs only halfway done by the time we reach the house and Zayn parks but waits for the song to finish before turning off the car. I love when people actually let me finish hearing the song before they turn off the car.

We both get out of the car and Zayn leads me to the front door. The house is massive. It looks even bigger than Louis house if that's even possible besides the extra floor, then again, our extra floor only has the pool.

The front of the house is huge and has a water fountain with angels in it and it's huge in itself. Zayn leads me inside and my breath is taken away. It's beautiful! The house itself is huge and the rooms are huge. The kitchen is exquisite! Their is a huge island in the middle all entirely a beautiful rose gold marble and there are so many cupboards to put all our appliances and cutlery and dishes. The living room is beautiful with gorgeous cream leather couches, a HUGE TV and other bits and pieces. He leads me outside and the pool. Wow. Fuck. The pool is HUGE. My jaw literally drops at looking at how big the pool is. It's the length of the entire fucking house! 

"THE POOL!" I squeal and Zayn grins.

"I knew you'd love it!" He says.

"Love is an entire fucking understatement!" I say clapping my hands and his grins only becomes bigger as he leads me back inside the house and he leads me to a room downstairs and it's the fucking art room! It has a big, clear mat underneath the easel to avoid spilling paint on the beautiful, soft, white carpet. The room is HUGE and overlooks the pool, like most of the house seems too. There's graffiti cans in the wardrobe along with note pads and everything else. The downstairs bathroom is right next to it along with a few other spare rooms down here that I'm sure we'll find things to put in them. Like maybe a study or something.

 Zayn then leads me up the stairs and shows me some of the guest bedrooms and they really are beautiful. Only a few have their own bathroom but there's a bathroom smack bam in the middle of all the rooms. We have our own relaxing room of sorts for if the boys ever want to come and write here instead of Louis place, or if Willow and I want to hang out or any of the girls really. 

The furthest room is our bedroom. And to say our bedroom is huge. Is an understatement. There is a beautiful canopy bed with a rose gold doona cover and pillows. We both each have a bedside table and there's a vanity for myself and some photos around, but not many. We certainly need to get more! There is a huge chandelier in the middle of the ceiling and it's everything I could have dreamed. There's also a big window seat for me to sit on and read, or for Zayn to. Across from the window seat on the other side of the room is a huge balcony overlooking the pool. The carpet is lovely and soft under my feet and I walk through the walk-in-robe and it's beyond big. It's the biggest thing I swear I've ever seen! It leads into the bathroom and there's a door in the bathroom and I open it to discover the indoor spa and pool and holy shit. I'm in love.

"So? What do you think?" Zayn asks nervously. 

"It's beautiful! I love it so much! It's everything I want and more!" I say with a big smile and I go and kiss him. He drags me back into the bedroom and throws me on the bed. He comes over and pulls down my leggings and unzips the front of my shirt to reveal my lace black bra underneath and his eyes rake over my body and he grins and I can't help but grin back.

*

"Well, we've made our mark in the house already." I giggle as I pull up my leggings and he chuckles.

"We certainly have." He agrees. I go over and check my phone and realize Willow's tried to call me a few times. I ring her back.

W: Hello?
L: Hey, what's up?
W: Finally! I've been calling you!
L: That's why I'm calling you.
W: True, anyway, when are you coming home? I need to talk to everyone! And I've been waiting for you to pick up because I want you home so I can stop torturing Harry, Niall, Lottie and Hailey!
L: We're coming home now, okay?
W: Okay! Hurry up!
L: Yes, okay, mum, goodbye.

I hang up and Zayn looks at me.

"Willow wants us home. She has an announcement to make." I tell him and he nods.

"Alright, lets go, and then we can come back tomorrow and start painting some walls or moving some things in. We should tell everyone over dinner tonight." He tells me and I nod in agreement as we leave the house and go back to what will be my place for only a few days more.