Little Mixed Directions

Chapter Thirty- Nine: Couldn't Be Happier

{Perrie's POV}

I roll over and Zayn is fast asleep. Time to get up love! It's your daughter's first birthday! I pinch his bare nipple and he jumps.

"Shit Perrie!" He mumbles, grabbing his sore nipple. "Do you mind?" Zayn asks. I giggle but get cut off by Zayn's lips pressing into mine. Hmm, that's nice love- but we need to get ready for our daughter's birthday. I whack Zayn's chest and pull off.

"Please? We have half an hour until we have to wake Ellie." Zayn smirks. What is with men and having sex? 

"Okay! Half an hour. That's enough time for me to shower and get ready," I smile before heading into the bathroom. I turn on the shower and strip down before hopping under the warm water, letting it stream down my back. 

It's hard to believe that one year ago, I was heavily pregnant and in about half an hours time I had gone into labor with Ellie. I look down at my stomach and laugh. There aint no more babies growing in there for a while- unless I don't know something.

I feel arms wrap around my waist and I roll my eyes, looking down at the tatted arms that belong to my husband. Am I actually going to have to straight out tell him 'no Zayn, we're not having sex this morning'?

I turn around in his arms so our chests are now pressed against each other. Zayn smirks at me and I shake my head, smiling at his wonky smirk. 

"May I ask what you are doing?" I ask Zayn. He ignores me and pushes me into the shower wall. He is not going to get away with this- uh nah!

I squat down, which is probably giving him the fulse illusion that I'm going to do something I've never done and never ever intend on doing *cough cough oral*, but instead I grab the shampoo. I stand back up and Zayn presses his lips to my neck.

Perfect! I squeeze a whole heap of shampoo into his hair and then into mine. I start rubbing the shampoo into his hair and he quickly yanks back. Yes Zayn I did just touch your hair and yes Zayn, you're hair is going to smell like strawberries and vanilla.

 "Perrie!" He squeaks. I cackle laugh and then start to rub my shampoo in before washing it out and conditioning it as Zayn does the same next to me. This is actually really hard because he's hogging the shower head. 

Once we're both done we get out and grab our separate towels. I throw my hair up into a towel turban and wrap a towel around my body. Zayn ruffles his hair a little with a towel and then wraps it lowly around his waist, displaying his v- lines perfectly. 

After putting on a bra and underwear I pull black leggings over my legs with a knitted burgundy jumper and a pair of black TOMS to match. Zayn picks out black skinny jeans, a white tee and burgundy hoodie along with black Vans. Oh great! Now we match! Just let me go quiff my hair. 

We style our hair, Zayn goes with his typical quiff with the shaved sides and stubbled face and I go with my hair in a wavy sort of formation and my black bowler hat, plus some light make up.

"Ready to go get the birthday girl?" Zayn asks. I look at the time and it's 9:00 am. One year has gone by alright- one crazy year.

"You know, this time last year Ellie was fifteen minutes old." I say to Zayn as we walk towards her bedroom. Zayn chuckles and we walk into the room that has light streaming in through the venetian blinds over her window. Zayn pulls up the blind and turns off the nightlight whilst I go over to the cot where Ellie is just sitting there playing with Duckie and some other soft toys.

I pull the side of the cot down and then grab Ellie out, holding her on my hip. "Good morning beautiful." I kiss her forehead and she squeals with delight.