Zayn woke up the next morning to see his wife already getting ready. He sat up in bed and just watched her. He wasn't trying to sound creepy but staring at her doing her routine just brought this sense of peace to him. It's only been a day since they've been married and she's already taken over his thoughts. When he came back from his shower last night, his jaan was already in bed asleep. She looked a pure angel. And she was all his.
Layla could feel his stare on her the whole time but she tried to ignore it. She sat down on the vanity about to do her makeup when last nights events replayed in her mind. She couldn't help but blush. She got up and went into the closet. She didn't want Zayn to see her crimson cheeks and make fun of her. Layla changed into a dark green kameez that had golden and shocking pink work on it. She also wore matching golden pants along with it.
Walking out, she noticed that Zayn wasn't on the bed which probably meant he was in the bathroom.
She once again sat in front of the vanity and started on her makeup. When she was done, Zayn walked out with his hair jelled back and wearing a skin tight t-shirt with jeans. Layla got up and grabbed her dupatta before heading towards the door. Until she was pulled back from her wrist and smashed into a chest. She looked up to meet Zayns eyes.
"We'll go down together," he stated. All Layla did was nod her head and she looked down. After putting on his watch, Zayn came and placed his hand on Layla's back and guided her out the room.
As soon as she entered the dining room, her eyes immediately lit up when she saw her whole family there. She rushed towards them and gave them all a hug, including Hadi, her two year old nephew. He was the cutest kid on the planet with big, red, chubby cheeks and big brown eyes. He was always smiling and laughing.
"Humay to bhool hi gaye," her mother-in-law teased. She immediately blushed in embarrassment before she went to give them Salam.
(You totally forgot us)
"Shahista begum, bachi ko na tang karo," replied her father in law. Shahista just rolled her eyes at her husband.
(Don't tease the girl.)
"Mazak kary thi. Aap sab such seriously leh jatay hai," now it was her husbands turn to roll his eyes.
(I was just kidding. You take everything seriously.)
Everyone got seated to eat the breakfast Layla's family had brought. Layla was one of the last to sit and saw the only open chair was next to Zayn. Thank god she also had Hadi in her lap so it wouldn't be awkward.
"Mamoo!" A cute little voice screeched out, belonging to the one and only Anaya. She rushed towards her Mamoo sitting on his lap while her Mamoo just chucked at her antics.
(Maternal uncle)
As everybody started eating, Anaya kept her gaze fully focused on Layla.
"Mamoo?" The little girl questioned while keeping her eyes solely focused on Layla.
"Yes, princess?" Zayn asked. By now everyone was listening in on their conversation.
"Is she gonna take you away from me-?" Anaya questioned, her bottom lip quivering "-I promise to be a good girl, just don't let her take you away," the little girl cried out. You could easily make out the tears in her eyes.
"Oh no, no, princess, she won't take me away from you," Zayn cooed while wiping her eyes.
"Promise?" She once again questioned.
"Promise," Zayn replied and kissed her on the forehead.
Layla mentally 'awed' at their relationship.
"Don't worry Layla, he'll do the same with your children," Said Zahra, as if it was normal and Layla immediately started choking on her poori. Zayn handed her a glass of water while everyone laughed at Layla's crimson cheeks.
Ahad, Zahra's husband, nudged her on her side. She turned towards him and glared, "What? I'm only talking facts," Zahra defended herself.
Later on in the day, Layla was waiting at the salon for her in laws to pick her up. It was her Walima and she was kinda nervous. She just wanted this whole wedding thing to be over already. It was very tiring and exhausting. Today's outfit consisted of a bluish gray colored dress with a peach colored dupatta.
Her in laws decided to have an outdoor function. The weather was also nice today, not too hot nor too cold. She was too lost in her thoughts to notice her husband entering the salon.
Zayn was wearing a black Armani suit with a white shirt underneath. His parents had to do a slight detour so Zayn had to go pick up Layla. When he entered the salon, his eyes immediately landed on her and like always, she looked like an angel. She had a frown on her face, no doubt wondering where her in laws were. She hadn't noticed him until he went near her and cleared his throat.
She looked up at him and her eyes widened in shock. She did not expect him to pick her up.
"Aap?" She questioned.
(You?)
He just rolled his eyes at her, "Come on, we're already getting late," he just said.
"And who's fault is that?" She quietly mumbled, but Zayn heard her and chose to just ignore her. After getting her seated they drove off to the reception. The car ride was kind of awkward, seeing as none of them had something to say.
They entered in together, heading towards the stage. Every pair of eyes were glued to them. Layla looked up to see the stage decor and it was absolutely gorgeous.
In the middle of the reception, they were taken to take some pictures with a professional photographer. After he took photos of them posing alone, he asked them to take pictures together and Layla started getting nervous again. Zayn turned towards her and pulled her closer, like it was normal. But it was no where near normal for Layla.
His hands rested on her small waist and she was all pressed up against him. She could feel her breaths getting harsher at their proximity. After the photographer took a few shots he made them try another position in which Layla's head rested on Zayns chest and her hand rested near his heart. She could feel his fast heartbeats which surprised Layla. He always seemed to be unaffected but in reality she affected him just as much as he did her.
After a few more poses, they were done with the photography. The rest of the day went by greeting relatives and family friends.
When they got home, everyone went straight to their rooms because of the tiredness. Layla took out some comfortable clothes and laid them on the bed. While doing so, Zayn entered the room with his suit off and the white dress shirt hugging his chest. Layla had to admit that he did have a nice body. She looked away from him and back towards the mirror, taking off the jewelry. All of a sudden she felt a familiar body pressing up against her and she could feel her heart beating faster.
Zayn leaned towards his wife's ear and whispered, "Do you not need help today, jaan?" While circling his arm around her waist.
"N-no," she said.
"You sure?" He asked, nibbling on her ear.
"Yes," she whimpered as Zayn trailed his nose down the curve of her neck and buried his face in her neck. He circled his other arm around her waist as well, pulling her as close as humanly possible and breathed in her delicious scent. He placed a lingering kiss on her neck before slowly moving away. He was breathing just as hard as Layla. He turned around and walked into the bathroom where as Layla was still trying to control her breathing.
After a few minutes, she changed into the comfortable clothes she had laid out earlier and wrapped herself in the sheets. She was still very flustered from the sensual moment they had shared.
The door opened and Layla looked up at Zayn but immediately froze.
He had a frickin six pack. She knew that he was athletic but she didn't think that he'd have a six pack. The black joggers he wore were so low that you could see his v-line. This human was literally perfect. When Layla looked backed at his face, she saw he was smirking at her. She looked away embarrassed and hid herself under the covers like a small child would do.
She heard a deep chuckle ringing out in the room that sent tingles up her body. A few minutes later, Zayn also hopped in the bed.
"Layla?"
"Jee?" She asked.
(Yes)
"I hope you don't mind that I'm only wearing boxers,"
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