My Y (A Zayn Malik Fanfiction) *Completed*

More than you know

Jess POV
I don't remember when we pulled apart but when we did, I saw that long desire of happiness on our faces. I saw his eyes gleaming like stars and they were. His eyes were the stars to the space of my love.

'I love you, Zayn Malik.'
I whispered, holding his hand like holding my happiness.

'And I love you more than you know.'

I smiled as he stood up and lit more candles while giving me the beautiful bouqet of my pleasantly favourite white carnations. I took them and sniffed the alluring scent.

'They are beautiful, Zayn. Everything is so beautiful. I, I can't tell you how much this all and you means to me.'
I said while looking around the ambiance. He totally knows what I liked. The candles and flower petals all around, the fragrance of my favourite carnarions filled the dark air. I could see his face brighten up like a child in that beautiful light of the candles.

'Come here, there's more to come.'
He whispered and took hold of my hand, taking me near to the fireplace.
I could feel my eyes widened at the sight of everything near to it. There were presents wrapped up beautifully with more flowers and lit candles around to keep the light present. I loved that, I loved how so much light was there in all that darkness. I loved how the light of his eyes and those candles and that blazing fireplace made me forgot the deep down darkness I feared all through my life.

'Here! Sit Jess.'
He commanded me in a soft voice that always melts my heart. I sat with my back facing him. I could feel him leaning over me more as he surrounded me with his arms, that was by far the most addictive form of grasp I ever had. This was the perfect point, with me sitting infront of me and his face behind me near the fireplace and among the atmosphere of flowers and candles, giving me the warmth and feels I wanted.

'Open your presents babe.'
He whispered into my ears and I nodded while smiling all goofily. I opened the first one, slowly unwrapping the cover. It had a beautiful necklace, silver embedded, shinning in that darkness along with my eyes. I turned to look at him and smiled.

'This is so pretty Zaynie. Thankyou so much.'

He looked into my eyes and replied.
'It will be more prettier if it's there..'

He placed his hand on my collar bone and slightly touching it with his soft hand.

I smiled and gave him the beautiful necklace. He held my hairs, placing them on one side gently and slowly, his hands made their way, placing the extraordinary necklace on my neck, with his warm fingers setting them up perfectly.

'Now it looks pretty on the prettiest.'
He whispered as he caressed my skin, kissing my neck and giving me chills everytime.

'Jess?

'Yeah?'
I replied him still with my back facing him. I liked it, I liked this indirect interaction where you're not facing the person, just feeling his presence behind.

'Open the black one, it's ours.'

I took hold of the leather bag placed at the corner and fulfilling his command, I opened it up. What I saw was the shiny black yet large thing inside. The guitar.

I immeadiately turned back, with immense excitement.

'ZAYN! OH MY GOD. THIS IS SO COOL!'
I could barely speak in the massive thrill of it

'I'm sorry Jessie, I broke the one you gave me but I promised you, remember? I promised you to teach it and I will never ever forget anything that you love.'

I wrapped my arms around his neck and hugged him intensively. I never knew what I did to have him in my life. His presence and his words makes me out of control. I hugged him more tighter, absorbing those little tears of happiness on his back.