Jess's P.O.V
I could run away could'nt I? I doubt that Zayn would approve, but he is a softy inside, and easy to persuade.
"Babe, don't make that face, it scares me. Makes me think that your planning something."
"Soz Boz." I said, copying Niall, just to annoy him. Then I did my thinking face, he frowned.
"Don't copy Niall. He's a lil beep." He kissed me on the lips. As I pulled away I imitated his frowning face. He giggled like a little girl.
"Hey. Urmm, can we go back to your place? I need to get changed. London changes its weather very quickly."
"Yeah, sure."
I grabbed my starbucks cup and we left hand in hand. I snuggled up to Zayn as London in February is, well, very cold.
"Come inside baby, we can take the lift." the room was empty, although a small paparazzi was walking down the steps. We rushed into the lift to save them from seeing us. The lift music was awkward so I leaned in to kiss Zayn. I saw his eyes close and he pulled me closer. We leant in until our bodies were touching. We must have reached the top floor as when I looked to my left, a old woman was standing at the lift entrance, open mouted and staring.
"Sorry." I whispered, dragging Zayn out of the lift. We reached Zayn's apartment and fell through the door laughing our heads off. Although the laughing stopped when we saw Liam and his girlfriend Holly laying in bed together. Zaayn got the same idea and we both reversed, like we were being rewinded.
"Oh my gosh was that Holly and Liam doing..." I askd awkwardly.
"Science? No, of course not, we promised not to do...'it' until we were at least engaged." He quieted at the last sentence.
"Zayn?" I asked.
"Jess." He got down on one knee. "Will you marry me?"
I stepped back in shock. The word spilled out of my mouth.
"Yes!" I said quietly then shouted. "YES!" I hugged him and he slipped the diamond ring onto my finger.
