Further On (Zayn Malik)

Chapter 6

Dizzily, I climb out of the boat to get us to this condo in the middle of a few mountains. It's on an isolated island. I have Joel in my arms, who is bouncing and wide awake, and Zayn has Noah traveling behind us. This place looks amazing. The water is so

blue.

"Dada!" Joel screams, pointing at the water.

I look at him. "No, water. Say water."

He's focusing on me saying no.

"Dada! Dada!" He smiles at me.

I roll my eyes and laugh while opening up the doors.

"Over here," I hear Zayn tell one of the guys that was driving the boat and helping with our luggage.

"Daddy there fishies!" Noah drops his octopus and bangs on the glass doors overlooking the ocean.

"This looks amazing, Zayn." I say.

He smirks,"I know." Zayn scoops up Noah and he squeals. "Want to see the fish!" He laughs and takes Noah outside towards the shore.

Joel is watching them walk away, like a jealous ex. I ruffle his growing jet black hair and follow Zayn, taking my shoes off. Once the sun hits my face and my toes get sunk in the sand, immediately I relax.

***

It's been three days in Hawaii. Peaceful, stress free and no paparazzi.

Joel is with Zayn and Noah at the shore, digging up sea shells as I soak in the sun. I'm laid out on a beach chair with my sunglasses on and Zayn's white v-neck over my bikini. I'm still not fully comfortable wearing a bikini, sometimes I just get paranoid that the bruises are still there. I see Zayn racing Noah and holding a laughing Joel, coming toward me when I peek from my sunglasses.

Noah throws his shells on my lap, getting rid of them and stares at his hand with sand now on it.

"More?" I ask him with a smile. The past few days he's been giving me tons of shells.

I only keep the big ones.

"Yucky." His faces is shriveled up like he's eating something sour. He holds his hand up to Zayn.

"Wipe it on Mommy." Zayn teases them kisses Joel on his cheek. Joel's is laughing nonstop in Zayn's arms. I noticed he's gotten tanner.

Noah disgustedly wipes the sand on my shirt and squints his eyes to look at me. His tiny teeth show as he does.

"How about we go to that farmers market we saw on our way here?" I sit up.

Zayn nods. "Let me just call the boat, okay." He walks back into the condo.

"Noah want to go get some fruit?" I excitedly ask him.

He looks at me quizzically. "Uppy, mommy? Up?"

I pick him up and go back into the condo going straight to put a shirt on Noah. It's funny because Joel has been glued to Zayn all day. If he was to put him down, he would begin to cry.

"They said they'll be here in a half hour."

"Okay,"

"Mack?" Zayn says as we climb I to the boat.

"Yeah, someone said you finally came back down here so I had to see you for myself." He smiles all white teeth to Zayn. "This is your family?"

Zayn nods, pulling the stroller aboard. "Yeah these are my sons, Noah and Joel. And my wife, Arielle."

"You're the mother?" He asks me, shocked.

"Yeah." I reply, confused.

"You look nothing like them." He says with and odd smile. "The boys must've got all the Malik genes." He pats Zayns back.