Second Chances

*Zayn’s POV*

“Zayn I-I….” Ana stutters.

She looks at me with frightful eyes.

The ring is scaring her.

But she’s scaring me.

“Ana?” I question. “Please.”

“This is happening to fast.” She says.

“I know it is. But we’re going to be together. And everything will be fine.” I quickly say.

“I’m scared.”

“You won’t be once you’re with me.”

Ana stays silent.

“You want to know the real reason why I’m scared?” she finally asks.

I’m still on my knee.

“Why?”

She takes a deep breath and smiles.

“It’s because I know that I want to be with you too.”

I feel my face enlighten once I hear those words.

‘I want to be with you too’

“So….” I sing.

“Yes Zayn. I will be thrilled to be your wife, and the mother of your children.” Ana breathes.

I slide the ring on her finger and stand up.

Before I have time, Ana leaps onto my waist and throws her arms around my neck.

She’s heavy.

But it’s only because she’s pregnant with our babies.

I quickly place my lips on hers and just for a moment, the world stops turning.

It’s just her and I.

The way it should be.

Everything is blocked out and it’s our moment.

Its times like these that make me wonder how I managed to get so lucky.

I transformed into the school’s biggest man whore to a graduate with a beautiful fiancé and a family on the way.

I never imagined that it would be Anastasia who would change me.

Ana pulls her lips off of mine.

“I love you Zayn.” She whispers.

It amazed it that she was the first to say those three words to me.

And that she meant it too.

“I love you too. So much.” I say with my nose pressed against hers.

I mean what I say too.

I set her down and she looks at the ring on her finger.

“I wasn’t expecting this.” She says.

“I asked your mom this morning. She was okay with it.” I shrug.

“You’re the best.” She smiles kissing me again.

“As you always will be.” I smirk.

I take her hand in mine and we continue our stroll along the beach.

It seems right to feel her ring pressed against my fingers.

“You scared me.” I blurt out.

“I have a feeling I did. I kept you waiting.” She laughs.

“I thought you were going to say no. I would’ve been very depressed.”

“I’m sorry. I was just caught up in the moment.”

“I didn’t expect any of this either. I’m just glad this ended with you becoming my fiancé.” I confess.

She giggles and puts her arms around my waist, squeezing me tightly.

“My bump is in the way.” She laughs.

I chuckle and squat down.

I pick up her shirt and plant a kiss on her belly.

I really want my kids here with me.

Ana takes a seat in the sand and I follow her lead.

“So when do you want to get married?” I ask.

“Can we wait a bit?” she asks hopefully.

“Sure. Just please don’t keep me waiting too long?”

“After I graduate? I want the babies to be born first.”

“That’s okay. It leaves us time to plan.”

Ana lays her head on my shoulder.

“Have you thought about any names?” she asks.

“We don’t even know what the genders are.” I joke.

“But any specific names?”

“I want to see what the babies look like and then decide.” I say.

“So you want to wait until they’re born?” she asks.

“Yeah. Can we?”

“Sure.”

I gaze back out into the sunlight.

With Ana by my side, I feel like a new person.

Maybe her getting upset with me opened my eyes into reality.

But anyway, I’m marrying her and having twins.

I don’t care what people say about us being young and engaged.

There’s no such thing as too young.

Because there’s faith in love.

Notes

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