It's Always Been You
Make it Official
5 YEARS LATER
It’s 5 years today that Zayn and I had our first kiss on his front step at sunset and we became a couple. He’s been on other tours with the band and recorded and interviewed and all other kinds of celebrity things so we don’t see each other that often. But our love is strong enough to handle any measure of distance and any length of time.
They’re in America right now and he can’t leave. But he sent me a plane ticket in the mail so I could fly out there and we could be together for our anniversary. It also happens to be 4th of July weekend there. We’re going to watch fireworks in the park tonight and have a picnic! So romantic.
My plane is landing and I can hardly contain my excitement. My heart starts pounding in my chest as I walk through that gate. I finally see him looking around for me. I yell over the crowd, “Zayn!!” and he follows my voice and finds me.
A huge grin spreads across his face. “Dalila!!!” he shouts before running through all the people to get to me. I wrap my arms around his neck. He rams into me holding me so tight I think he’ll collapse my lungs. He let’s go and I take in a huge breath.
“Sorry, love. I’ve just missed you so much. Know what today is?”
“Of course I know what today is, babe. How could I forget? You sent me the ticket to come halfway across the world!” I say shocked he would think I could forget.
He chuckles, “I know you couldn’t. And neither did I. Happy 5 years, sweetheart.” he says handing me a patriotic bouquet, which he seemed to pull out of nowhere!
“Romantic AND festive at the same time.” he says winking at me.
I giggle and say, “I love them. Thank you so much. Happy 5 years, baby.” We share a kiss before leaving the airport to get ready for tonight.
We get to the hotel the guys are staying at and go to his room to change and freshen up. We both shower and get dressed for the occasion. When we’re ready to go, I’m wearing this.
“You look so cute, babe.” he says coming towards me all slow-like.
“Ha thanks, honey.”
“Now c’mon, let’s go before the good spots are taken!” he says running out the door. He runs down the hallway and I stop to close the door behind me when the other guys come out of their rooms.
“Hey Dalila. …where exactly is Zayn going?” Niall asks.
“We’re going to the park.”
“Fun. Whatcha gonna do?” Harry questions.
“We’re having a picnic and watching the fireworks for our anniversary!” I say getting more excited by the minute. The guys all look at each other smiling.
“Oh…well have fun. Happy anniversary.” Louis says.
“Tell Zayn we say good luck. He’ll know what we mean…” Liam says with a smirk.
“Okaaaay. I’m gonna catch up with him. See you guys later…” I say running to the elevator. I get on with the lads and even their girlfriends really well..and I know by now when there’s something going on that I don’t know about. I’m definitely keeping my eyes open tonight.
When I catch up with Zayn, he asks where I was and I just tell him I talked to the lads for a bit, not telling him about my suspicion. We headed to the park with our picnic basket all packed and had the top down with the radio blasting. I love these kinds of days, and even more so when I get to spend them with my love.
We get to the park and find a great spot close to the front and set up there. We have our delicious dinner and feed each other in the process which includes me throwing food into Zayn’s mouth for him to catch! It’s an evening of food, fun, and laughter.
And it’s not even over yet. We put all the picnic stuff away and grab some blankets from the car to cover up and cuddle with. It’s just getting dark enough for the fireworks to start so we snuggle up under the blankets just in time for the very first one. I’ve always loved watching fireworks, Zayn knows this.
I smile up at the different colors and shapes and out of the corner of my eye, I can see him smiling at me. There’s something about seeing these with him on our anniversary that makes it all the more special. It’s almost like they’re meant for us. At almost that instant when I have this thought, Zayn turns to me.
“Dalila…I wanna tell you something.”
“Okay…what is it, sweetie?” He takes a deep breath and starts.
“When we first met and became friends, I never imagined that we would turn into more. And ever since we did, I haven’t felt happier anywhere or any time else…than when I’m holding you close to me, feeling your heart beat connect with mine. These are the cheesiest, most cliché lines in the book but each one is true. I’m only the real me when I’m with you. You make me better. You’re my other half, and you complete me. I want to spend the rest of my life and more with you. I want a future with you. You get on extremely well with the lads, and you’ve been unofficially a part of my family for years. Might as well make it official, don’t you think?”
All I can do is nod slowly choking back tears. I hear a huge crack of fireworks in the sky and Zayn looks up at the sky smiling from ear to ear. I look up at the sky and I burst into tears as I see “Will You Marry Me” spelled out in fireworks across the black darkness. When I look back at Zayn, he’s down on one knee with the most gorgeous diamond ring I’ve ever seen in a little black box.
“Dalila, please marry me. I can’t live without you.” I can’t even say yes because I’m crying so hard. I’m covering my mouth and nodding my head when he takes my left hand away and puts the ring on my finger and pulls me in for very warm, loving, long embrace. Everyone around us is applauding at Zayn’s VERY romantic gesture.
“I love you, Dalila.”
“I love you too, Zayn.” I barely can get out from my lips. We kiss as the last fireworks are going off. The perfect ending to a perfect night, and perfect anniversary. And all I can think to myself as we gaze into each other’s eyes is, How did I get so damn lucky?
It’s 5 years today that Zayn and I had our first kiss on his front step at sunset and we became a couple. He’s been on other tours with the band and recorded and interviewed and all other kinds of celebrity things so we don’t see each other that often. But our love is strong enough to handle any measure of distance and any length of time.
They’re in America right now and he can’t leave. But he sent me a plane ticket in the mail so I could fly out there and we could be together for our anniversary. It also happens to be 4th of July weekend there. We’re going to watch fireworks in the park tonight and have a picnic! So romantic.
My plane is landing and I can hardly contain my excitement. My heart starts pounding in my chest as I walk through that gate. I finally see him looking around for me. I yell over the crowd, “Zayn!!” and he follows my voice and finds me.
A huge grin spreads across his face. “Dalila!!!” he shouts before running through all the people to get to me. I wrap my arms around his neck. He rams into me holding me so tight I think he’ll collapse my lungs. He let’s go and I take in a huge breath.
“Sorry, love. I’ve just missed you so much. Know what today is?”
“Of course I know what today is, babe. How could I forget? You sent me the ticket to come halfway across the world!” I say shocked he would think I could forget.
He chuckles, “I know you couldn’t. And neither did I. Happy 5 years, sweetheart.” he says handing me a patriotic bouquet, which he seemed to pull out of nowhere!
“Romantic AND festive at the same time.” he says winking at me.
I giggle and say, “I love them. Thank you so much. Happy 5 years, baby.” We share a kiss before leaving the airport to get ready for tonight.
We get to the hotel the guys are staying at and go to his room to change and freshen up. We both shower and get dressed for the occasion. When we’re ready to go, I’m wearing this.
“You look so cute, babe.” he says coming towards me all slow-like.
“Ha thanks, honey.”
“Now c’mon, let’s go before the good spots are taken!” he says running out the door. He runs down the hallway and I stop to close the door behind me when the other guys come out of their rooms.
“Hey Dalila. …where exactly is Zayn going?” Niall asks.
“We’re going to the park.”
“Fun. Whatcha gonna do?” Harry questions.
“We’re having a picnic and watching the fireworks for our anniversary!” I say getting more excited by the minute. The guys all look at each other smiling.
“Oh…well have fun. Happy anniversary.” Louis says.
“Tell Zayn we say good luck. He’ll know what we mean…” Liam says with a smirk.
“Okaaaay. I’m gonna catch up with him. See you guys later…” I say running to the elevator. I get on with the lads and even their girlfriends really well..and I know by now when there’s something going on that I don’t know about. I’m definitely keeping my eyes open tonight.
When I catch up with Zayn, he asks where I was and I just tell him I talked to the lads for a bit, not telling him about my suspicion. We headed to the park with our picnic basket all packed and had the top down with the radio blasting. I love these kinds of days, and even more so when I get to spend them with my love.
We get to the park and find a great spot close to the front and set up there. We have our delicious dinner and feed each other in the process which includes me throwing food into Zayn’s mouth for him to catch! It’s an evening of food, fun, and laughter.
And it’s not even over yet. We put all the picnic stuff away and grab some blankets from the car to cover up and cuddle with. It’s just getting dark enough for the fireworks to start so we snuggle up under the blankets just in time for the very first one. I’ve always loved watching fireworks, Zayn knows this.
I smile up at the different colors and shapes and out of the corner of my eye, I can see him smiling at me. There’s something about seeing these with him on our anniversary that makes it all the more special. It’s almost like they’re meant for us. At almost that instant when I have this thought, Zayn turns to me.
“Dalila…I wanna tell you something.”
“Okay…what is it, sweetie?” He takes a deep breath and starts.
“When we first met and became friends, I never imagined that we would turn into more. And ever since we did, I haven’t felt happier anywhere or any time else…than when I’m holding you close to me, feeling your heart beat connect with mine. These are the cheesiest, most cliché lines in the book but each one is true. I’m only the real me when I’m with you. You make me better. You’re my other half, and you complete me. I want to spend the rest of my life and more with you. I want a future with you. You get on extremely well with the lads, and you’ve been unofficially a part of my family for years. Might as well make it official, don’t you think?”
All I can do is nod slowly choking back tears. I hear a huge crack of fireworks in the sky and Zayn looks up at the sky smiling from ear to ear. I look up at the sky and I burst into tears as I see “Will You Marry Me” spelled out in fireworks across the black darkness. When I look back at Zayn, he’s down on one knee with the most gorgeous diamond ring I’ve ever seen in a little black box.
“Dalila, please marry me. I can’t live without you.” I can’t even say yes because I’m crying so hard. I’m covering my mouth and nodding my head when he takes my left hand away and puts the ring on my finger and pulls me in for very warm, loving, long embrace. Everyone around us is applauding at Zayn’s VERY romantic gesture.
“I love you, Dalila.”
“I love you too, Zayn.” I barely can get out from my lips. We kiss as the last fireworks are going off. The perfect ending to a perfect night, and perfect anniversary. And all I can think to myself as we gaze into each other’s eyes is, How did I get so damn lucky?
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4/30/15