More Than Words

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Zayn’s POV:
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I was more than happy that Violet is accepting my family as her own; I know it is a little bit hard for her, since she always faced problems with her own family. I just know that my mom and sisters will be like her own from now on; and she will have my dad to be beside her just as much as she needed her own to be there for her in her life. “You know son, I can tell she is changing you to a different and positive being.” My dad spoke to me and I nodded in respect and gave him a smile. “She is quite like no other girl you dated; I always thought you would end up with a celebrity like you previously dated. I mean we all thought so; you really shocked us with your different pick this time. “My dad explained the obvious to me; indeed I was always around the girls that were in my domain, and I never honestly thought I would end up with an average and humble person like my Violet. “That is true dad; I really didn’t think of this encounter to occur, but it did and I can’t be any luckier.” I replied to my dad as he laughed and nodded; he was so wise and confident with his choices in his life and I always wished I would be close to his character someday. “Son, if this time you are serious about Violet then you need to show her that you are; I am really proud of you that you brought her to meet us, but don’t forget it is her who needs to feel loved by you now and not us.” His wisdom spoke out and I nodded and understood clearly what he meant. I obviously don’t want Violet to ever feel that I didn’t care or God forbid; stopped on loving her. “Keep that in your head son; I’m going to take a nap before lunch gets ready.” Dad explained as he patted my shoulder and left upstairs. She really transformed my shyness and anxieties into a confident field of beautiful roses that smelled and looked good just as much as she did. I stood up from my couch and I went to the kitchen to see what the ladies of the house were up to.




“Did you know that this lovely young lady is a great cook?” My mom smiled as she told me about Violet’s already known talent and she blushed. “She really is bro! He-he.” Safaa laughed and agreed with my mom and Violet kept on with her cooking part as I laughed and looked at her blushy face. “Can I steal her for a mini tour?” I asked playfully and they all laughed lightly as my mom took the knife from her and she came to take my hand, bouncing her way with her elegant walk.




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Violet’s POV:
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I walked with Zayn clucking my boot heels lightly as he took me to the part of the house I still didn’t see; upstairs. I glanced on the wall and I saw a picture of this adorable baby with the hugest smile. “That’s Erm... Me when I was like a child ...He-he silly right?” he pointed at the picture and stuttered as he blushed. “Don’t say so; you were super cute.” I replied as I touched the picture frame and smiled with his picture’s pose (http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m6c3e49nUE1r1ai8eo1_500.jpg). “Were as in I’m not anymore now? Lol!” he asked in a joking attitude and I flicked his arm playfully. “They look so adorable; I swear your sisters are so pretty Zayn.” I told him as I saw another picture hanged inches away from his (http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m9uree7XZ51reu2fuo1_1280.jpg). “Just as much as you are baby; this is my little cousin with Safaa and Doniya at a family gathering we had like... 2 years ago.” He explained the photo’s history and I nodded as I looked at the picture and kept walking with him hand in hand. He opened a door we approached and he smiled widely when he saw the inside. I knew it was his bed room; it was all the same as he left it supposedly. “This is my room; gosh this was you know; my kingdom back when I was just Zain. It is how my actual name is spelled legally baby; when I went to the X Factor I changed the spelling that’s all He-he.” I was so happy that I am diving more and more in the knowledge ocean of my boyfriend’s life. I couldn’t be happier that he is talking about himself, as of what he really is; indeed I was now seeing the Zayn I felt like having his kids and raising a family with in the future, if God’s will allowed it.






“What are you doing with the girl? Hahahahah! Come on Violet Lunch is served sweetie.” Doniya came up and looked at me and Zayn in his room as we stood talking; we both giggled and Doniya came and snatched my hand and we went downstairs to the dining table. She was like the sweetest girl and the most outgoing person I met till now. I was really comfortable that they all of Zayn’s family grew on me so fast; this is what I never felt in my life, aka the family love and support. We sat all on the table and Zayn’s Dad, Yaser, came to the table as we all started to eat. “Darling, don’t you like the food?” Patricia asked me and was shocked by her question. “No no I love it really; I guess you still font know that I am not a heavy eater; He-he.” Explained and she laughed as she understood my habit. The meal went very pleasant as we discussed my work and lifestyle. They were all impressed that I was a multi language carrier and had a variety of talents.





I helped Patricia in the kitchen with the dishes, after I insisted to be helpful. Zayn and His dad took a walk in the front yard and the girls and Zayn’s mom got some photo albums and we started flicking through some pictures.


· http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_me2shqO6dY1rqrwcgo1_500.jpg
· http://images5.fanpop.com/image/photos/29200000/Baby-Zayn-and-his-dad-zayn-malik-29284232-500-497.jpg
· http://images5.fanpop.com/image/photos/28000000/zayn-wid-his-parents-dey-must-be-soo-luky-to-have-gawjus-son-like-him-xx-zayn-malik-28006515-600-800.jpg




“Thank you so much for being hospitable with me today; truly I felt like I was in my home. I can’t thank you enough.” I spoke as Zayn and I were standing at the door and ready to leave. “I want to see more of Violet; she is like my daughter now Zayn.” Patricia spoke to me then to Zayn and I blushed with a big smile, as she grabbed me for a hug and kiss. I hugged Safaa, Waliyha, and Doniya so tight like they were a part of me now. “Take care my daughter and you are always welcome to come back at anytime; the house is at your service.” His dad was so sophisticated and kind that I blushed harder and Zayn placed a kiss on my cheek since he noticed and we took away to the car, as this amazing visit ended.

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