Zayn Imagine
You and your boyfriend, Zayn are lying on the beach together. No one else is around, so it's only the both of you. He rolls over onto his side, staring at you, and starts playing with your hair.
"You're beautiful," he tells you. You laugh. No one has ever called you beautiful the way Zayn does. You jump up, pulling Zayn with you.
"Come on. We're going swimming!" you demand. You start to turn and run towards the water, but he pulls away. You turn around and see the scared look in his eyes.
"I can't." he tells you. He starts to go back down to where he was sitting, but as he looks you in the eye, he sees that you are hurt.
"I'm sorry Zayn. I should've realized. I just wanted to teach you so that we can swim together." You tell him. He runs up, grabs you by the hand, and starts tugging you towards the water.
"What are you doing!? You can't swim!" he stops and turns towards you again. He holds your head in his hands, and kisses you lightly on the nose.
"I would do anything for you, even if it means facing my biggest fear."
