Pretend It's Ok

"So.", she asked modeling an aqua and gold sari. "How do I look?", Melinda fixed the veil over her shoulder fastening it with a gold broach.

Zayn snaked his arms around her bare waist - Melinda grabbing onto his hands loosening his grip chuckling at the cold touch - smiling into her hair, "Beautiful as always." He kissed her cheek trailing down her neck.

Melinda pushed him away with her hand on his chest and her body against his tightly, "Not now." She sighed in relief, "...I just finished wrapping this around me like a thousand times." She tugged on the collar of his matching salwar folding it correctly. "Do you know how long that took?", she whispered into his lips.

Zayn smirked feeling the rush of the moment take over him. He slipped his hand down to the small of her bare back pulling her in closer causing a gasp to escape her mouth, "No, but I bet it'd be faster taking it off."

She bit her lip holding back a laugh slapping him playfully, "Bad Zayn." Melinda pointed a finger at him still dangerously close to him, "Bad."

"Well I was always considered the bad boy of the group...", his hand slipping lower.

Melinda chuckled holding his hands in place before it could reach the bump below her back, "You're something else..."

"You love me.", Zayn stated confidently with a smug grin.

Melinda quirked an eyebrow at him with cockiness, "Not as much as you love me..."

"Now that...", he pulled her in closer making her breath hitch. Zayn smirked loving the fact that he still had the same effect he had on her like he always had. "I can't argue with that.", Zayn whispered sneaking light kisses on her lips careful not to wipe away the nude pink lipstick.

Her heart raced at an abnormal pace. She felt as if she was floating on top of clouds. Melinda now had her hands on the back of his neck. Zayn had his hands still on her back lifting her slightly to lean to his lips properly to kiss her more comfortably. He ran his thumb across her cheek stroking her fallen hair piece away from her face. She opened her eyes gazing into Zayn's intently. He reached behind her grabbing her gold and aqua bindi. Clipping it to her hair - which was in a nice low up-do - Zayn smiled proudly at his beautiful wife.

It had been three years since Melinda's anxiety attack and four years since Zayn's car accident had happened. Melinda and Zayn's marriage started as rocky - to say the least -, but eased up after the first few rough months.

It takes two. Always.

It did indeed, even if it took the other to realize it did. But that was life and marriage. Adjustments and adaptation to one another way always key in every relationship. All in all, Zayn knew he needed to get his act together. He took her for granted and learned from his mistakes. Never would he ever neglect Melinda again.

Today was Aliyah and Idrees' wedding.

Zayn kissed her forehead lightly. Melinda a burning sensation where his lips touched her forehead. She smiled wildly up at him. Zayn then set bindi to keep the kissed area safe. "I promise to keep you safe, give you love, give you my time and support you forever."

Melinda teared in happiness her chest filling with joy at his randomness, "I promise to keep you close to me no matter what happens." She bit her lip turning away blushing, "I have to tell you something Zayn..." Zayn's smile faded and his heart dropped to his stomach. "Zayn...", she stepped towards the mirror checking herself. He nodded giving her attention as she teared more a smile making its way to her lips, "I'm not the only one you have to take care of..."

Zayn's eyebrows were knitted at this point in confusion. He stared at Melinda's back waiting for some sort of clue as to what she had been talking about. A thought then slapped him head on and his eyes widened instantly, "Wait.....You're...you're..."

"Pregnant...", the words fell from her mouth.

Silence filled the room as his mouth dropped to the ground. "You're kidding..." Melinda turned to him shaking her head with a tearful grin. "You're kidding.", he repeated in disbelief. Melinda laughed in joy shaking her head. "I'm going to be a dad...", he pointed at himself. As fast as his jaw dropped, his screams filled the empty air. "Mom...mom....", Zayn said running of the hotel suite. "WE'RE PREGNANT!!!", his voice faded into the halls.

Melinda stood there by herself holding her stomach looking down at it, "Let's hope you're not as psychotic as your father..."

"Impossible.", a voice sounded. Melinda scared stared at her stomach in bewilderment thinking that the unborn child had spoken somehow. "Everyone here is crazy, Mindy." She turned around to see Gharram watching her with a grin. Melinda sighed laughing at her silly mistake. "Congratulations..."

They both exchanged tight hugs, "I missed you so much."

"I missed you too! I'm so happy for you and Aliyah.", she let go staring into her best friend's eyes.

"Me? Look at you! You won Maxim's Hot 100 for the fourth year in a row!!!", Melinda smiled in pure excitement for Gharram's major achievement.

"I guess we all ended up happy here...", Melinda nodded her head agreeing.

Melinda sat for a little feeling the wash of exhaustion take over her, "How was your honeymoon in Dubai with Harry?"

"It was so awesome!", Gharram spoke with exaggeration. "I can honestly say that it was the best place I've ever traveled to. Dubai is the spot!"

Her and Harry had been married for almost a year. Harry and her had been busy with their busy schedules what with being a model and a music producer, it was hard to keep up sometimes. Nonetheless, each finally found time to go on the honeymoon of their dreams.

"I'm so happy that you enjoyed it!", Melinda grabbed her almost empty water bottle from her vanity. "Wait...where's Harry?", Melinda poked her head around looking for the curly haired boy.

"OH MY GOD ZAYN NO WAY!", the shouts echoed down the hall. The five of them never could control their voices. "YOU GUYS MUST'VE WENT ALL NIGHT THEN!?", they could hear the cheers of the other three group members join Harry's screams. Both girls laughed at Harry's outspoken nature outside the room.

"Did they determine what the baby might be?", she asked seeing a smile curl at the side of her best friend's face. "Awe..", she nudged her shoulder. "Boy or girl?", Gharram wiggled her eyebrows.

Melinda laughed playfully pushing Gharram, "It's a..."

"Sorry to interrupt, but you're needed Mrs. Malik.", Zayn walked in still gleaming with a bright smile. "Hi Gharram.", he waved towards her.

Gharram waved back grinning widely, "See you guys later..."

Zayn waited for Gharram to leave and checked again to see if he was in the clear. He turned his head to face his wife and was only startled to see that her face was much closer to his. "This is very daring of Ms. Kapoor.", his voice lowered to a more sultry tone.

"Ms. Kapoor is not here at the moment. Mrs. Malik speaking.", she pulled him closer her lips inches from his. "And she won't ever shut up", her lips pressed against his.

"Melinda...", he forced himself mentally to break free. "Don't you think we should wait?", he bit his tongue wishing he hadn't asked.

"We will...", she let go lacing her fingers with his biting her lip.

"They need you guys...", Harry's curls peeked from the door. "Close again I see?", Harry winked smugly. "Why don't we wait till the little one escapes first shall we?", he smiled widely and walked out.

"We have to get going...", he smirked kissing her one last time.

"Yeah he's right anyway. Let's wait...", Melinda said holding her stomach.

"I wasn't going to lie, I thought you put on some weight.", Zayn said walking out of the room Melinda right behind him.

She slapped his arm causing Zayn to wince and laugh hysterically, "Excuse you!" Zayn continued to laugh at an insulted Melinda, "You're so annoying. Come on, Musa, you're father's rudeness will rub off on you."

"Pardon me....", Zayn rolled his eyes offended. He then stopped. Everything around him froze. "Wait...", he paused recollecting his thoughts and what he just heard. "Did you just say...", his eyes widened again in realization. "Musa. Tha-...that's a...that's a boy's name...", he paused not knowing where his mind was. "...and you're pregnant....so....you're....having....A BOY!!!", he erupted into joyous cheers again filling the hallway of the hotel with his happiness. "You're serious?", he calmed down hugging Melinda not.being able to handle all this excitement in a matter of ten minutes.

"Yes, a boy. Musa Zayn Malik.", she repeated with a wide grin on her face.

"Hamdilla...", Zayn whispered stating at her with tears in his eyes. He lowered himself on one knee now face to face with her growing bump, "I can't wait to see you staring back at me, Musa." Zayn kissed her stomach lightly.

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