June 28,
Not only did he give me his heart, but his key.
He asked me to move in with him. He asked me in the most heart stopping and heart attack giving way ever.
We were just hanging out and then he stood up and then got down on one knee pulled out a small box and told me, "Juliet, I love you so much. So much to the point where it could fill all the Universe. I don't like the time where we're not together when easily we could be. Even though you're cold 24/7 this place gets cold without you here. You have engraved your own name into my own heart and I don't want you to have to text me saying 'I got back to my place safely.' I want you to be texting me, 'I got back to our place safely.' So, Juliet Drover, will you move in with me?" He then opened the box and inside it was a key to his house.
He had such a slight smile on his face, obviously loving how he planned this out, obviously loving my reaction, thinking he was going to propose. But once I realized he wasn't popping that question, I relaxed. Sort of.
I still had to think if it would be a good, choice to move in with him. I would have to give up my apartment (even though I like his better anyway) and moving in with him would probably lead to getting a pet. I do like pets. But in my heart I knew that with Zayn was the only place I really wanted to be. So of course I said yes.
When I said it was a privilege to be in love with him, I absolutely meant it.
Today was the day Zayn's home also became mine.
Boy, was Juliet right. Zayn did love the way that he planned it out. Her face was actually priceless. Good thing he didn't pop that question, not that he was ready anytime soon either.
July 20,
So apparently the whole concept of this journal was to track how I'm doing.
A/N
i liked writing this one.
