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iconsfinder · 2 months
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honestlydarkprincess · 11 months
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lø spirit, mind of mine
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hl-obsessed · 4 months
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✨ zouis feelings ✨
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aguuuua · 2 months
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zayn blue 💙
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jqhotchner · 1 month
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what you were doing was absolutely insane! you just met the man not even twenty four hours ago. but the connection the two of you had was incredible, almost like you were made for each other. maybe you were.
the day started off like every other morning. you groaned as your alarm clock went off, got out of bed, took a quick shower, brushed your teeth, and finally made it down town to your favorite local coffee shop.
you ordered a basic coffee and a pastry before sitting in your normal spot, far in the back. you took your laptop out of your bag and began grading papers, groaning and rolling your eyes at the students who didn’t turn in a paper yet.
after about thirty minutes you heard commotion outside. normally you’d ignore it. it’s new york city after all, it was always filled with nosy people. today was different! flashes came from the window, almost blinding you more than the sun.
you heard people screaming as if someone fell and died. you looked up and saw the paparazzi outside. frowning, you grabbed your things and headed for the door.
“shit! im sorry, love!”
groaning at your coffee spilling on the ground, you were ready to yell at whoever this pretentious actor or whatever he was! not caring if the media and his fans tore you a new one.
“watch where you—”
you couldn’t even finish your sentence. he was the most beautiful man you had ever seen. from his buzzed hair cut, beautiful brown eyes, tattooed neck, and his attire. he was the most attractive man you’ve ever seen.
“are you alright, babe?” even his accent was perfect.
“uh—yeah—yeah! im sorry.”
he chuckles, “it’s my fault, really.”
you were frozen. completely mesmerized by this beautiful man in front of you. your heart skipped a beat.
“it’s fine—um, i should get going.” you began walking away, pushing through the loads of paps. you needed to get far away so you could get that man out of your mind.
unfortunately the moment you got home you looked him up. you needed to know who he was and where he was from. you searched the location of the coffee shop and found tmz reporting the images.
“zayn malik. fuck, even his name is perfect!” you dived into everything zayn malik and began to sigh. soon you find his instagram, noticing he only had a few post. you assumed he deleted his old post due to him starting a new era for his next album.
biting your lip you sigh as you close your eyes processing. god, where you an idiot for even thinking about messaging him. maybe? you knew he probably got thousands of messages everyday, but it was something about him. you click on his profile, clicked on message, and began typing.
‘hi..god, you probably won’t see this, most likely won’t even open it, won’t bat an eye, but i thought i should text you. i guess im intrigued you could say.’
you wait patiently until you heard your phone vibrate. you had never picked up your phone so quickly. you smiled hugely when you saw it was him that sent you a message.
‘hey! normally i don’t open this app unless im posting something about me music or a selfie. coffee shop girl, right?’
smiling, you typed,
‘yeah! sorry about spilling that coffee by the way. im normally not that clumsy.’
‘haha!’
‘it’s cool, babe. got a three year old! use to clumsy.’
‘oh? didn’t noticed you had a kid. gonna be honest, i kinda went on a bit of a stalker session finding you.’
‘really? that’s cute!’
‘yeah! got a daughter. she’s the sweetest thing even!’
‘i love kids! i always wanted to teach kids instead of middle schoolers. kids love the color and draw. middle schoolers love to gossip and fight.’
‘ha! not ready for that at all!’
‘you’re a teacher, huh? that was my career path before i became a musician.’
‘i enjoy teaching! wanted to since i could remember!’
‘you guys are doing great work! deserve a pay raise!!’
‘tell that to the us government. 😩’
‘fuck them all!!!’
‘agreed!’
‘how bout i meet you up for a coffee? promise, no paps this time?’
‘right now?’
‘yeah…is that okay, babe?’
‘yeah—yeah! ill be there in twenty.’
‘cool! see you soon ;)’
you never got ready so fast in your life. heading downstairs from your building and walking a few blocks to the coffee shop, you spot zero paps and zayn sitting inside your booth. you smile before walking into the building. when he spots you, he smiles at you, stands up, and gives you a hug.
“hey.”
“hi.” you sit in the seat right across from him.
“never got your name. your instagram account doesn’t give it away.”
you blush. you created your instagram when you were in middle school. being overly obsessed with harry potter as a kid and extremely dorky, you had to go with ‘voldedork_hp,’
you never got around to changing it. now you regret that decision one hundred percent. “im sorry about that. a little embarrassed.”
“don’t be! it’s cute. im a huge harry potter fan myself. i went as voldemort last halloween as a mater-of-fact.”
“my names yn.”
“it’s nice to meet you yn. you have a lovely name by the way.”
you snort. feeling like your name was completely bland compared to his!
“may i ask where you’re from? your accent, it’s pretty thick, even for someone born in the uk.”
zayn chuckles. “yeah! m’from bradford england. my pops is pakistani so my accent comes out a little bit stronger i guess. what about you? you don’t sound like a new yorker.” he takes a sip of his coffee.
“im not! born and raised in texas actually.”
“texas, huh? you’re a little way from home, yeah?”
“i got a full scholarship for new york university! i couldn’t pass on that opportunity.”
“brains and beauty, huh?”
you blush. he was definitely a flirt! the two of you got to know one another for the next four hours. you both lost track of time. zayn phone blows up and he continues to ignore it. enjoying his time getting to know the pretty woman across from him. you were loving the company and conversation. it felt like you knew each other for the longest time. you were both laughing and listening to each other tell some crazy story. it felt right.
“how about we get out of this coffee shop, yeah? maybe walk around new york? i promise, no paps. i know places they’ll never go.” he winks at you. you nod before getting out of the booth. zayn grabs your hand and interlocks your fingers.
you were surprised but you didn’t object or pull away. zayn paid for his coffee, leaving a generous tip before leaving. you walk hand and hand around new york, enjoying each other’s company. you continued to talk about everything. the two of you got along so well, you felt crazy for already falling for him. you just met the man! how could you already have such strong feelings for the musician? were you seriously losing your mind? you just couldn’t help how you felt though.
zayn felt the same way. it’s why, standing in front of a courthouse, holding your hand as the moonlight shines, he got the craziest idea. he stops, looks you in the eye, and caresses your cheek. “may i kiss you, babe?”
you blushed, nodding nonetheless. when his lips touched yours, you felt the whole world stopped. god, how could such a beautiful man be this perfect? when he pulls away he grabs your hand and runs across the street. it was like faith, standing in front of a kay jewelers and a bridal shop. you laugh as he looks at you with the biggest grin on his face.
“what?”
“this is gonna be the craziest thing ive ever done or said but, i just—i feel like ive known you for the longest time. you’re beautiful, funny, smart, and amazing. i—i feel like we’re meant to be, meant to meet each other. and you, god maybe this is insane! you can totally say no, kick my ass, slap me, whatever you want, but this is just perfect. it’s almost like faith,”
“what is it?” you asked nervously.
“a jeweler, a bridal shop, and a courthouse right across the street. maybe this is the universe telling us to just go for it. let’s get married.”
normally if a man had asked you this you’d laugh in his face. you’d think he was absolutely insane for even suggesting this idea. but seeing all the key details, it’s like a story from a fairytale! who were you to pass up a fairytale story?
“okay!”
“yeah?”
you nod your head. zayn kisses you passionately before calling up taryn to be a witness! once he convinced her, he grabs your hand, head into the jewelry parlor, the two of you pick your rings before going to the bridal shop and grabbing the most gorgeous dress and a suit, before heading across the street to officially get married.
“are we doing this, forreal?”
“yeah, yeah we are! let’s get married, baby!”
and before you know it, you become misses malik. a true fairytale.
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i really hope you all like this fic! it’s not enough zayn fics out there and i need people to make some!
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hazatriz · 8 months
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cowboylikebee · 4 months
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zayn really dropped love like this, some other cryptic clues and then dipped again
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belpheg0r-luna · 1 month
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Watch me listen to nothing else BUT zayn this year. If he left his house to give us music i WILL make my gratitude know!
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mylyy · 5 months
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"In the bed all day, bed all day, bed all day
Fucking and fighting on
It's our paradise and it's our war zone..."
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iconsfinder · 3 months
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Befour - Zayn
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Wasabi - Little Mix
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zaynreport-blog · 10 months
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Zayn via Instagram! "Baba farmer, courtesy of khai. Great photography 😎"
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aguuuua · 1 month
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zayn vía Instagram stories 💛
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jqhotchner · 1 month
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midnight sky
it was love at first sight, there was no fighting it! and if getting married the night you met is crazy, they were insane!
or
zayn meets the most beautiful woman he’s ever seen, falls in love, and marries her the very first night they met.
face claim: brielle anyea
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niallsecretlove · 14 days
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i love how my vinyl collection keep growing 🥹💞
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bloodandmoors · 8 months
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We don't talk about platonic soulmates enough. You look at someone and your whole world morphs into something precious. You find excuses to spend time with them. You cannot imagine life without them; you don't want them to imagine life without you. It's like being made for each other, without the interference of romance and sensuality. It's more peaceful, more warm and better in all ways.
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