The Girl Who Stole Their Hearts

(Meanwhile, at Zayn and Jess' flat...)

(Zayn's POV)

I pace the floor of our shared bedroom for what seemed like hours, until Jess wakes up. At the moment, she is carrying children, so she needs as much rest as she can possibly get.

"Babe?" She mumbles sleepily.
"Yes? You need anything, love?"
"Uh...I'm kinda hungry, I guess..."
"Okay, some pizza sound good?"
"Yeah, sure. Thanks."
"No problem."

I call the usual delivery place and as soon as it arrives, I make sure to carefully lead Jess down the stairs, even though she insists that she can do it alone. I'm not taking any chances.

After eating, I decide to put in a movie to watch. I grab "Titanic" from the DVD cabinet and put it in the player, grabbing the remote and turning it on as I lay on the couch, pulling her close to my chest and cuddling.

By the time the movie is over, I'll admit, I'm in tears and Jess is asleep in my arms.

I carry her back up the stairs and into the bedroom, laying her down onto the bed and pulling the duvet overtop of us both.

I cradle her fragile body in my arms as I drift off to sleep, holding her close.

I just hope this will all turn out ok.

Notes

Alright, guys, I'm sorry I haven't updated in like forever, I'm a terrible person okay.

Anyway, what do you think is going to happen with Zayn and Jess, and will they ever find Marcel?

Until then, my lovelies, have a terrific day.

~Annalisa