I sat up, watching him put on his grey sweats as he fixed his hair in the mirror, typical Zayn. He walked over to me, smiling widely which I found kind of suspicious. He pulled my wrist and led me to the kitchen. He started to get the food ready while I fixed the movie in the living room. I noticed Zayn was awful quiet and I decided to go see what he was doing. I got to him to see that he spelled out the words "Will you marry me?" in bacon. I laughed and then started crying of happiness. "So is that a yes?", I heard a husky voice behind me. I turned around to see Zayn on one knee, holding the most beautiful ring I'd ever seen in his hand. "Yes! A thousand times yes!" I say as Zayn gets up and hugs me tightly, spinning me around. He put me down and kissed me passionately. "I love you so much Paola", he says while holding your hands in his. "I love you to Zayn, more than anything in this world." We walked over to the couch and lied down, getting ready for the movie. We lied there, legs wrapped around one another, fingers intertwined, my head on his chest listening to the sound of his heart beating. "Babe?" Zayn says. "Yes?" "We're out of bacon." I started to laugh at him and he just smiled down at me. This life with Zayn was definitely going to be beautiful.
