Rosalie's POV
Trisha woke me up a little earlier than usual, hoping that I would help her with preparing the food for tonight. I agreed and left Zayn and Safaa on the bed while they slept away. Safaa had her arm draped across Zayn's face and her leg draped over his body. Safaa was taking up most of the room on the bed and it looked cute. I took out my phone to take a photo and they stirred a bit when the shutter went of. Oops.
After doing my morning routine I traveled to the kitchen to help Trisha prepare food. I was confused as to why we were making so much food and then Trisha informed me that other family members were coming over to have dinner. I wasn't expecting this and it made me a little nervous. I was super nervous of meeting Zayn's immediate family and now I was meeting the extended family. Well I just hope they like me.
After the whole morning of helping Trisha cook it was finally break time. Who knew cooking could be so exhausting. Meanwhile I was helping Trisha cook, Donyia and Waliyha were tidying up the place. I joined them in the living room to watch some Christmas movies together. I was so into the movie that I honestly forgot that today was also Louis' birthday. I sent him a quick text and he replied immediately after that. My phone chimed a couple of times and I checked who it was from. They were from Harry.
Cheeky Hazza; I'm dying over here D:
I giggled at the next text. It was a picture of him with some reindeer antlers and a glowing red nose on his face and he's making this cute pouty face.
Cheeky Hazza; They keep making me take pictures like this!!! omg help!!!
I burst out laughing at his last text.
Me; Personally I think it looks good on you you should wear that all the time haha
"Who are you texting?" I look over my shoulder to find Zayn rubbing his eyes. His hair is a mess and he's in a plain t shirt and grey sweats but he still looks incredibly sexy.
"Harry." I tell him and look back to my phone which has froze and the screen keeps turning on and off. I grunt and take out the battery and try to turn it back on. I huff when it doesn't turn back on. Zayn takes a seat next to me and slings his arm around me.
"What did he want?" He suddenly asks. "Let me see." I tuck my phone away in my pocket after I figured that it wasn't going to turn on anytime soon. I should really buy another phone. I turn to look at Zayn who looks a bit annoyed.
"Nothing in particular, he just showed me a picture of him in some reindeer antlers." I tell him and I turn to look at the movie again.
"Hmm. Can I see?" He arches his eyebrow at me.
"Phone isn't working."
"Sure." He huffs.
"I'm serious, my phone has been busted for a while now and you got to let this go." I stop talking and turn to look at the girls making sure they aren't listening. "You have to stop this insane jealousy thing you have with Harry." I whisper to him.
"I don't-"
"Yes you do." I interrupt him. "Just please let this go, I want to have a nice Christmas Eve." I breath out. I was hoping all of this was behind us but I guess it's still lingering around.
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Door bell after door bell the house got more crowded. I am introduced to countless family members which names I must of forgotten by now. The house is filled with adults talking and countless children running around and playing with one another. Everyone was dressed in semi casual clothes and I'm quite content with the fact I decided on a a black lace skirt that is short from the front but from the back part it was draped and reached to my ankles, with matching heel and a black and white blouse.
I just sat down on the couch entertaining myself with just drinking out of my champagne flute. I wasn't sure where Zayn was, I'm guessing he was catching up with his relatives that he hasn't seen in months or something.
"You having fun?" I turn to see Doniya has taken a seat next to me. She looks so lovely in her red dress and her hair is pinned up and curled. I nod my head and take another sip from the champagne flute. "Would you like another one?" She reaches out to take my glass.
"Oh please, yes." I say way to excitedly. She giggles a bit and takes my glass and leaves me alone once again. I fiddle with my phone again to see if it'll start working again and it turns on. "Yes." I cheer. There's so many text messages from the lads and I quickly reply to all of them.
The couch dips next to me and I turn to look hoping it was Doniya with my champagne but it's not it's Zayn. He has white dress shirt a black slacks but he has unmade hi tie and its just hanging around his neck. "Hi." He leans in and kisses my cheek. I notice a few lipstick marks on his cheeks.
"What's that?" I try to wipe it off with my fingers.
"Oh you know family members like kissing my cheeks." He grabs a napkin that are next to plates of o'hedevours and wipes his cheeks with them. "Did I get it all?" He asks and I nod my head. "Are you having fun?" He's the second one to ask me that.
"Of course. You have a very big family." Doniya comes back and hands me my glass but Zayn snatches it away and takes a sip from it. "Hey." I swat at his arm. "That's mine." I giggle.
"Sorry love." He hands it back to me and he makes me lean into him. "I love you."
"I love you too babe."
Shortly after we all begin to have dinner. The dinning hall table is filled with all sorts of delicious foods and my mouth waters a bit. Zayn takes a seat on my right side while Safaa takes a seat on my left. Safaa tells me how she brags about me to her little friends at school and tells them how "awesome" I am. I giggle a bit at how Safaa admires me so much even though I haven't done anything worthy of being admired.
Zayn's family engulf in conversations about their kids childhood and how much time has passed since those memories were made. Trisha goes on about how Zayn used to run around in his underwear. I laugh at the little story and Zayn just smiled but his cheeks were a bit flushed with embarrassment.
Over all the dinner went fairly well and I had so much fun getting to know them. And they didn't hesitate asking my questions about my life either. I know they don't mean to pry but I guess that's part of dating one of their family members. I swallowed the last remains of my third glass of champagne. I usually don't drink this excessively but it kind of helped me loosen up and be a bit more social. Occasionally Zayn would intertwine his hand with mine and he would give me a reassuring squeeze.
I had a fun day and I couldn't actually wait for it to be Christmas tomorrow. After everybody left I helped Trisha and the girls clean up a bit. I placed all the dirty dishes in the washer and turned it on. It would of been to much of a hassle to wash them by hand anyway. There were three bags of trash by the kitchen door that lead to the backyard where the trash bins were located at. I was going to take them out but Trisha told me Yaser would take them out early in the morning. I nodded and yawned and went upstairs to get much needed rest.
Safaa was already in the middle of the bed sleeping away. i looked at her in awe, she is truly a beautiful little girl. I get out a pair of my jammies and change into them and go into the bathroom to brush my teeth and wipe off my make up.
Zayn later comes in and does the same well minus the make up removal. "My family loves you." He tells me.
"Well I hope so, I wouldn't want them to hate me and then not want me to be with you." I honestly tell him.
"Aww babe even if they hated you, which they don't untimetly it would be my decision to be with you not theirs. And I would never want to be without you." He kisses my forehead and my stomach get filled with butterflies. "Come lets go to bed." He holds my hand as we lie down together and he switches of the light. I try to snuggle closer to Zayn without squishing Safaa. Zayn drapes his arm over Saffaa's tiny little body and grabs a hold of my hand. I let out a sigh of content and close my eyes.
A/N okay I know it's been forever since I last updated and I am so sorry for that and I probably lost some readers because of that... but I am grateful for the ones that went back and voted on the chapters thanks so much :) I will be updating now I got some new ideas and everything so I'm back to updating yay :)
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