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Katelyn

I'm riding my bike home, as always, enjoying the fresh air hitting my face. I'm almost there too when I hear a whimpering, a sound that makes my heart stop. I look around confused until I see a little golden lab in the gutters, covered in mud and holding it's paw. My face drops at this site. I get off of my bike and pick up the poor injured thing, it surprisingly not struggling as I wrap him in a blanket, putting him in the basket on the front of my bike.

Zayn would know what to do.

I peddle home quickly, wanting the ride to be short for the crying animal. I smile when I see our place and park my bike in front of the house. I pick up the puppy and walk inside to see a disheveled Zayn walking around in a suit that's not done up yet. I take in all of his features, noticing that he's shaved and cut his hair. He looks so young and fancy. I look at him, finding him very attractive though I miss his little hairs that covered his face.

"You okay babe?" You ask, obviously surprising him by the way he jumps. He runs his hands through his hair.

"Yeah. What's this?" He asks me, motioning towards the bundle.

"I found him and he's hurt. I didn't see a tag or anything. Can you help me get him cleaned up or do you have plans tonight?" I ask him, gesturing to his get up. He seems nervous, biting his lip before shaking his head no and telling me that he can help. He just asks to go change first, something I let him do as I walk to the bathroom.

I start the running water, making sure it's warm as I place him in the tub. He starts to paddle away but doesn't get too far when he can't use a leg. Zayn comes in, hugging me from behind before sitting down next to me. Together, we wash the puppy and bandage him up afterwards.

We then take him upstairs to our bedroom where Zayn closes the curtain. I know that I'll open it after I make a bed for the puppy and lay him down, which I do. I can definitely say I'm surprised when I see our little table on the balcony done up with candles and a romantic dinner. Surprised, I turn to Zayn with an embarrassed look on his face.

"What is this?" I ask him.

"Well Katelyn, I had other plans for us this evening that didn't work out too well," he attempts to joke, but I just stare at him.

"And what were our plans for this evening?" I ask him. He then steps closer to me.

"Well, on this evening we would of had a romantic dinner, our song playing in the background," he tells me. At the mention of our song every memory between us comes rushing back to me with smiles, like the first time we used the L word, when we moved in, our first kiss, and so much more happy memories.

He continues, "you would have been wearing the dress I laid out for you and extremely happy. I would have then confessed my never ending love for you and got down on one knee with the flowers from the table and asked you to be mine forever, something where I wished you would say yes. But, you brought home a dog that needed attention."

His attempt to shrug off the situation was bothersome but it didn't stop me from screaming in excitement and jumping in to his arms, saying yes a hundred times and crying tears of happiness with him, apologizing for ruining it as he just assures me that it's okay between kisses.

"I love you so much and can't wait to be able to call you Mrs. Katelyn Malik," he whispers. All you are able to respond with is, "I can't wait either."