Dreams about Honeymoon

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We stayed right there, talking about how important we are for each other, between kisses and hugs under the sky, the sky that was only ours. So many words flew between our eyes, so much love being expressed right there that made me feel like I was in a movie.
Between one more kiss, between those thousand ones, Trisha called Zayn saying we didn't need to have a lunch and they would understand if we wanted to spend more time in our house. I didn't want to leave my house but I also didn't want to let his family waiting for us.

- babe, are you sure they aren't mad ?
- No! Of course not, Chris..they know what I have planned already.
- What do you have planned ?
- Go to our room..the first step it's my gift.
- Zayn, why do you always do those little games with me?
- Shhh - he got up and held my hand - come with me!

   He held my hand, walking in front of me, he was so beautiful and attractive in that view, well he was beautiful from every view.

He gave me the gift to my hands with a huge smile, telling me to open it. My mouth couldn't handle all the smiles when I saw it was a beautiful long black dress for me with a little pack of my make up. Zayn was looking at me, proud, full of smiles, it was so easy to see on his expressions that he was seeing how much I loved the gift.

- tell me something, I'm getting nervous.. - he said, touching his hair carefully.
- Babe..babe I love your gift..but when can I use it ? I mean I don't have..
- tonight! - he interrupted me, giggling what made me giggle too. - tonight you'll have a date with me so you need to use it.
- Why I still feel amazed by every surprise you prepare ?
- You never expect what I do, yet you want them to happen.
- I want but I always think they won't happen..
- You should share more goals with me. - he hugged my waist, tickling me.
- I will when you stop..tickling..me. - I said between laughs.
- Done lady..tell me your goals.
- I have a big big big one..
- Which one?
- Marry you..do a huge party, see your face waiting for me in the church and accept your last name. I really want that.
- I will think on that.. - he smiled to me, kissing my face. - tell me more, I want to know.
- Go to Disneyland with you, have fun there, take pictures with you and Mickey...
- I can't do that, baby..
- What ? Why ?
- Those big mans will rape you from me and invite you to be their princess.
- Gosh Zayn - I giggled - but nobody will take me away from you.. if they want a princess, they will have to take the prince too, right ?
- You are right. But we can go in our honeymoon..
- I have other plans..
- Tell me, naughty girl.
- Go to the roof.
- What ? Christine, you crazy ?
- It would be cute, the roofs make part of our story.
- I love you more than anything but I'm not spending our honeymoon in a roof.
- What if in a roof in Italy or Los Angeles ?
- Then, we have a deal, baby.
- I'm glad, Zayn. But tell me, why do we have a date ?
- To commemorate our first night in this house..it's a huge beginning.
- That's a good reason for a date. Is your family invited ?
- Chris..no babe..only us in this big house..where nobody can hear us. - he started to kiss me slowly between his wet kisses.
- That sounds such a good idea..

Step by step, kiss by kiss, we were laughing and smiling between kisses, looking at each other, realizing how lucky we were for being there at that moment.

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