struggling with the hate | z.m b2

Chapter 35: Opening up

Amanda and Taylor left when the night fell. I felt bad for not offering a drink or a snack since there was nothing in the fridge. Zachary fell asleep and I knew he would wake up again. I walk around the house, amused by every detail and touching the walls knowing that this isn't a dream. I wished I had the opportunity to say goodbye to my flat, it had so many memories but I know in our new home we will build even better memories. In this house we will watch Zachary grow up, walk, run and hear him laugh. The flat only had memories when we were just us, in this one we will be together as a family.

I walk into Zayn and I's bedroom, and then enter to our bathroom. I stare at the digital shower as my mouth hangs open.

I don't hesitate to take my clothes off.

The shower took long enough so I could get out and ask myself where the hell Zayn is. How many times to ask myself that? Where's Zayn? He tweeted two hours that he was on his way. I start worrying my ass hoping he's not mobbed or in an accident. My knee starts to bounce nervously when I'm sat on the bed. I have to stop worrying.

I finish drying my legs and stand up to wrap myself with the towel.

"Hi babe!"

I scream and drop the towel to the floor. I quickly pick it up and turn around to see him standing in the doorframe.

"You took a long shower."

"W-Where... How long were you..." I start to babble.

"I came back like um, twenty minutes ago. I saw you showering for a couple of seconds before I put the groceries in the kitchen." He tells me and helps me wrap the towel on my body, "You really need to learn how to cook because I can't keep cooking or eating your sandwiches. I bought you a cooking book."

"Fine," I groan and wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him for a kiss. "Just pray to God I don't burn this mansion down."

"If you do you're burning along with it."

"Hilarious." I roll my eyes and he kisses my forehead. "Can I know where you've been? Because you told me you were on your way two hours ago. Amanda and Taylor wanted to see you."

"They were here?"

"Yes but answer me."

"I went to buy some toys for our kid and got a baby monitor too," He smiles, "and... condoms."

I gasp and smack his shoulder.

"Condoms?"

"Well, yeah, we will still have sex but secured. We don't want to have another baby, do we?"

"I do. I want to have one more in the future. It's that okay?" I raise an eyebrow. I hope he doesn't regret having Zachary.

I know he doesn't.

"Yeah, but now," His hands runs down my back bum and stay on my thighs. He grabs my thighs and makes me jump so they can hook around his torso, "I want to make love to you."

"I'm still sore." I pout. He thinks I'm completely recovered after giving birth to Zachary.

Well he is wrong. My vagina hurts.

"I will be gentle." He promises.

"You are never gentle." I whine as he lies me down on the bed.

"I haven't felt you for so long. It's driving me mental." His brown eyes darken, "and seeing your wet body weak undermines and just a towel is covering you up..." I cover his mouth.

"First day in our home and we're already on this?"

He grabs my hand and puts it back down while he smirks.