Zayn: The Next Day!
You woke up to empty bed and you shook your head rolling your eyes. Yesterday after the fight with Zayn about being too loud and annoying you barely talked to him the rest of the day. He tried and tried to get you to talk to him but you wouldn’t give in. You were still really hurt and you had no intention of talking to him at all once again today. So you got out of bed and decide to head downstairs to make something for breakfast. As you made your way to the kitchen you started to smell something heavenly. When you walked into the kitchen you couldn’t help but gasp. Sitting in front of you on the kitchen table were the most amazing looking French Toast you had ever seen covered in strawberries and chocolate.
You looked around the room by Zayn was nowhere to be found. You turned around and smiled when you saw a bouquet of sunflowers (your favorite) sitting on the opposite counter.
You walked over to take a whiff of them when you noticed a letter in the shape of a heart with your name written across it.
You took the letter in your hand and sat down at the table. You opened it slowly, not wanting to rip it and read what it had to say.
My sweet Y/n,
I’m not really good with words but I’m going to try my best. First off, I’m sorry. I never meant to hurt you. I’ve been so stressed lately with work and the new album coming out and I took it out on you. I should have never done that. I know now all you wanted to do was find the perfect gift for my mom, for her birthday because you want her to like you. But see that’s the thing about you, you don’t have to try. My family loves you almost as much as I do, almost. I love your voice. Whenever I’m having a bad I know all I have to do is come home and just one little word out of your mouth will make my day that much better. Your voice is soothing and it calms me down. I never meant to say those words yesterday. I was having such an awful day and I took it out on you. I’m so sorry. I know I’m going on and on but I just want you to know that you’re my world, my everything and I don’t know what I’d ever do without you or your sweet sounding voice. I love you Y/n with my whole heart and I’m sorry.
Love you always and forever,
Zayn
P.S. I hope you enjoy the French Toast I made you. If you can find it in your heart to forgive me, I’m in my studio.
You closed the letter and looked down at the food in front of you. You ran your fork through the center of it, gathering some on it before popping it into your mouth. You sighed at the amazing taste but eating the rest of it would have to wait. You got up and ran down the hall and opened the door to the studio. Zayn was sitting on the floor with his head between his legs and you could tell he had been crying. You shut the door softly and walked over to where he was sitting. He crouched down in front of him and placed your hands on his shoulders. He looked up at you his soft amber eyes red and puffy from crying. You wiped his tears away and said, “I forgive you.”
“I’m so sorry.” He began wrapping his arms around you tightly, pulling you into his lap. “I love you so much. Everything about you. I never want you stop talking. Last night was torcher. I’m sorry I was so stupid and took everything out on you.”
“It’s fine.” You began starting to cry as well. “Just please don’t ever say that again. That hurt.”
“I won’t.” He whispered now wiping your tears away.
You guys sat in silence for a couple minutes just holding each other before he spoke up and asked, “So was my food good?”
“I didn’t finish it.” You laughed. “I needed to come see you after that amazing letter.”
“Well come on then.” He said standing up and taking your hand. “Let’s go finish eating and then we can go pick up that gift you found for my mom.”
“That sounds like a perfect plan.”
Credit: mzerry1d
