Maybe

(Niall and Zayn)
When bestfriends Simran & Mollie meet two boys on the tube, will something more become of it? Or will heartbreak be the only thing left?

Maybe.

Will their past change the future? Will their future affect the present?

Maybe.

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53. Black roses and bottomless candles

**Simmie's POV***
 

Reminiscing in Tuesday morning, I replay the memory on my mind.
Waking up to Zayn in my bed, I didn't know if I should laugh or cry. Pushing myself up, I realised I'd sprawled over him in the night, my body melted over his like-like... A lover. Getting ready for work, I spot him up and in the kitchen. Making me and himself some tea and toast, he slaps just the right amount of butter on it. Sighing as I breakfast, I watch him do the same. As I finish, I say thank you to him and he smiles weakly back at me before getting the final bits ready for work and leave without another word, his gaze never faltering from me. When I get home, I see a black rosé on the sideboard. Going into my room, I find another there too.
Shaking my head, I bring myself back to the present.
Walking into Zayn's room, what I see holds me captivated like a firework show.
Candles light the room in a soft ambiance. His bed has black and red sheets. Rose petals, crimson and black, are strewn across the floor. His bed has throw pillows coating it, making it irresistible. Taking a deep breath, I pretend it doesn't phase me. I look half-heartedly for my sweats. Not finding them, I get ready to leave. I turn to see Zayn behind me, locking the door.
He's wearing black pressed trousers and a midnight button down shirt, the top button undone. His hairs styled back in his usual fashion and a hint of a five o'clock shadow is making itself known.
Levelling him a glare, I ask him again for my sweats.
"You'll get them but first you need to listen to me." Sighing, I realise I have no choice. Crossing my arms, I steel myself for a pack of lies.
"Perrie and I have publicly broken up." He says, looking me in the eye. And pointing to a magazine on the side.
"I don't love her, I never did. Yes, we did act like we were, conveniently sneaking around to get caught. The day I left your apartment, my hair was messy so I made sure I was caught coming from her place not yours. I took her out for dinner on the record company's request. I know you hate cheating and that's why I'm telling you. She has a boyfriend anyway. I've given up smoking because I know you hate it. I haven't smoked in a month, since I first saw you. When you went it away, it drove me insane." He says pacing.
"I walk around in your clothes because they smell like you. I've missed you so much, its unbelievable." He says, running his fingers through his hair.
"I've never felt like this with someone." He looks me in the eye again.
"I love you Simran. I've loved since the day we taught me how to do a body shot."
Smiling in the memory, my hairs rise as he says my full name for the first time. Letting my guard down, I tell him the truth.
"I love you too Zayn. I miss the way you left a rose as your calling card and you combed my hair. When I saw you with Perrie, I remembered who you are and who I am. I've never felt jealousy like that. I felt so...worthless. I miss you everyday Zayn." I add looking down at my feet.
I see him come to me, he goes down on his knees in front of me.
"One more chance? I promise I'll be faithful." He whispers, his eyes full if sincerity and unshed tears. "I understand if you don't completely forgive me, but I'll ask for the chance I don't deserve."
Looking down at him, my hair falling in my face, I nod my head, hoping I made the right decision.
He smiles his gorgeous smile and I'm left in awe. He gets up to his feet and draws me into him, tucking my hair behind my ears. Gingerly, I allow myself to relax and sink into the sensation. He tilts my head up with one hand, the other wrapping around the tops of my thighs, lifting me flush against him, lifting me slightly. 

"Make an honest man out of me."

He asks me a question I never thought I'd hear. He murmurs it softly against my lips.
 

"Will you marry me?"
 

 

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