|just tell me that you love me z.m.|

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Three months later.

"Z wake up." Bella says, pecking his lips with delicately. Zayn's eyes open slowly, and the view before him makes him smile.

"So..um...how-how do I?"

"Just carefully grab my feet and pull down. Ill push myself with my hands and we'll meet somewhere in the middle." Zayn explains as Bella nods. Bella pushes the wheel chair against the bed, making sure he'd land on his seat. Slowly, she guided him into the wheelchair, clapping excitedly once she did.

"You're so childish." Zayn rolled his eyes. Bella misinterpreted his raspy morning voice for anger and frowned as she wheeled him into the bathroom.

"I'm not a baby, you can go."

"Oh-okay.. Just..scream if you need anything?" Bella said, closing the door behind her and walking back into their bedroom. Zayn could no longer assist her in moving furniture, and their bedroom was on the second floor of their apartment. There was a guest bedroom downstairs, but it was small and only had a half bathroom. Bella knew they could always install a ramp system, but that would cost too much and their tenement owner wouldn't like that.

Bella's head was storming with unanswered questions and concerns before stumbling upon a very important question. How would they pay for the things they need? She would have to get a job, after school of course, but who would help Zayn?

"Louis I don't know what to do." Bella whispered in the kitchen as Zayn slept upstairs.

"You need to move somewhere else..somewhere safer for zayn."

"I know but with what money?"

"My uncle passed away, and he had no children. He owned a couple of properties and I inherited a building in Chelmsford."

"Thats kind of far away." Bella thinks out loud.

"Even better for you guys. Its a fresh start, away from everything."

"I'll talk to Zayn about it but I don't think he'll be too convinced. Thank you so much, Lou. I love you, bye."

Bella didnt even let him talk, she ended the FaceTime and went upstairs with Zayn's favorite- broccoli Alfredo.She was surprised to see he was already awake, and typing quickly on his laptop.

"What are you doing? You were supposed to be resting." Bella rolled her eyes yet laughed, placing the plate on the nightstand beside Zayn. She sat next to him, flying over his crouch before cuddling into his side.

"I can work from home, like Abel does."

"Abel?"

"My friend, he's an accountant. He said one of his clients is looking for a new translator."

"For Arabic?" Bella's eyes light up.

"And Egyptian, French, and English. All the languages I master. I'm going to be taking tests in Fall to show that I qualify and I've already given him my resume.

"Thats terrific, love." Bella giggles, replacing the device on his lap with herself. She pecks him gently, enjoying the feeling of his lips against hers. Ever since their recovery, Bella had become more physical. She wasn't as hesitant as before, it was now as if she craved it.

"I love you so much." Bella adds between kisses, rocking back and forth on his manhood. "But," she teases, "you barely ate breakfast so eat your pasta. We have a birthday party to attend."

"I-I do-ont want t-to go." Zayn stutters, a result of his injury. Bella nods, understanding his reason.

"We dont have to if you dont want to..we have an appointment early tomorrow anyways."