zayn malik imagines

her smile

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warning, this is mad cute, i cried

Zayn POV

Day 1: I met someone today. Her name is Y/N. I love her smile. It's the best one I've seen in a long time. There is something about the smile of a girl that gets me every single time. And she had it. From the first look. From the first meeting of our eyes. And I couldn't let go of it...

So I didn't.

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Month 2: I kissed her today. I kissed her lips, feeling every bit of love I had for her through my entire body. And when I left them again, her smiling face met mine. She smiled to remind me how lucky I was. Because I felt like the luckiest man on earth. Without a doubt.

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Month 6: We fought today. It was our first fight... and I hated it. She was shouting at me and I had never seen her like that before. Her smile was gone. She wanted to leave. She was ready to leave. But I didn't let her. I couldn't let her. I needed her to me. So I grabbed her wrist and pulled her close. 'I'm sorry...' I whispered. 'I love you... I'm sorry.' And I kept her close. Until her body relaxed and surrendered to my touch. She didn't give me a smile tonight. And my heart felt empty.

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Year 1: She made me smile today. And it was not that she had never done it before our first year anniversary because she did. Every single day. But today it was different. It was just the moment before she woke up. She was sound asleep and I was staring at her like I sometimes did. And it suddenly hit me that I wanted to marry her. It hit me that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her. I wanted to wake up next to her every day. I wanted to take care of her when she needed it. And when she opened her eyes, she smiled my favorite smile. 'Good morning, handsome.' She whispered, reaching for my hand. 'Ready for the first day of the rest of our lives?' Her voice was still sleepy and her eyes closed mid-sentence. And that's where she made me smile. Because I was ready and I had never been more ready before.

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Year 3: We married today. And she smiled a lot. And it was the only thing I wanted her to do. Now. And forever.

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Year 7: She melted my heart today. I watched her again... Although she wasn't alone. She sat there, in the pink, flowery room, soothing our little baby girl. And from the moment she took her out of the crib and cradled her up in her arms, our daughter stopped crying. And I knew why. Mommy smiled her beautiful smile while softly singing a sweet lullaby. And I was happy to know I wasn't the only one anymore.

There was now one more person in this world who loved Y/N as much as I did.

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Year 9: She almost left me today. And it was the scariest moment of my life. She was giving birth to our little baby boy. I was holding her hand when I felt it go limp in mine. And that exact moment I heard all sorts of beeping noises. They took me away from her. They took me away from my wife, my love, my partner, my everything.

Her heart stopped today.

The thought alone makes my whole body go numb. Hours later, I sat there, with my son in my arms and my daughter next to me in a chair. Awfully silent. Awfully still. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't cry. I couldn't say a word. I couldn't even look at my children. I felt disgusted with myself. I couldn't do this alone. I couldn't do this without her.

And when her heart started beating again, I felt mine doing the exact same thing.

Although today, was not a day for smiles.

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Year 15: It was our son's sixth birthday today. Y/N had planned a big birthday party, where she decorated the whole house in the theme of Cars. Our son loved Cars, and I saw the smile of his mother on his face when he came downstairs in the morning, taking in the sight of the house. And when I glanced at her, she was doing the exact same thing. I walked towards her and wrapped my arms around her waist from behind while resting my head on her shoulder. 'You are an extraordinary mother...' I said to her, so softly that our son and daughter couldn't hear it. She turned in my arms so that she faced me. 'I love you, husband of mine.' She whispered with her brightest smile, while her lips met mine. I never felt more complete in my life than at this exact moment.

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Year 25: She lost her mom today. She broke down while hearing the news on the phone. And I held her for the rest of the night. I had never seen her so broken before. I had never seen her spill so much tears. And it was the first time I felt worried...

I was worried I would never see her smile again.

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Year 45: It was Christmas today. We were surrounded by our daughter, our son, their partners and our grandchildren. I saw her going around with snacks for everyone. I did notice she let our youngest grandson take two instead of one. They exchanged their sneaky smiles and I couldn't help but smile myself. When she reached me, I saw this twinkle in her eye. She was happy. She was so happy. Our eyes met for a couple of seconds. And I told her I loved her with just that one look.

And she told me she loved me back.

That was how well we knew each other.

We didn't need words anymore.

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Year 60: I left her today. She sat by my bed. And I felt her hand in mine. It may sound selfish, but I was happy it was me and not her. I don't think I would ever be able to live in a world without her.

When I opened my eyes, it was only to see the one thing I loved the most, for one last time. And she knew. Of course, she knew. She knew me better than any other person ever did.

So she smiled. And it wasn't her happiest smile, but I understood I couldn't get any better than this. I was still stunned by her beauty after all those years. And her smile, made all my fears disappear. The fear of letting her alone. The fear of her being unhappy.

The fear of dying.

I closed my eyes again. Picturing her in front of me while I breathed out my last bit of air.

And I couldn't have wished for a better life.

There was no better life... than this life with her.

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this was such a different way of writing, yet it still was so beautiful and simple