Lacey

I laughed along with Tate as Danielle and Eleanor pulled us both out onto the dance floor after the speeches. Danielle twirled me before tipping me backwards. Laughter vibrated through me as I stood back up properly and grinned goofily at her.

“I’m taking my heels off.” Tate groaned from next to me. I smiled and agreed instantly, we both took our shoes off and stored them under our table before rushing back to the girls. I tugged my dress up slightly before falling into a ridiculous dance move with Skye as she kicked her feet out while spinning around. I copied her moves as best as I could as the other girls joined.

We all stopped eventually trying to catch our breath, laughter still falling from us. Skye’s smile lit across her face making her skin glow brilliantly.

Before a word could be said, arms wrapped around my waist pulling me back tightly against a chest. I glance down at Zayn’s arms, his tattoos on full display now that his jacket had been taken off and his white shirt had been rolled up to his elbows.

I spun around in his arms and grinned up at him. He immediately pressed a kiss to my lips before pushing me out of his arms and spinning me then pulling me back in. I glanced at him impressed.

“Apparently all the boys have been practicing their dancing skills.” Skye commented, tapping Zayn’s shoulder as she passed. He scowled at her before turning back to me.

“I didn’t know you were practicing your moves.” I teased him, wrapping my arms around his neck as we swayed slowly to the fast beat. He shrugged and I could see the small blush working its way onto his cheeks.

“I wanted to surprise you.” He mumbled before pressing another, firmer, kiss to my lips effectively ending the conversation between us. Grinning I allowed him to spin me around the floor, his steps still a tad unsure but well practiced. I enjoyed the moment knowing that he had worked hard to be able to do this. By the end of the song I had to stop from the dizzy feeling beginning to spread through my head.

“I think I’ve had enough.” I told him, placing my hands on his forearm, steadying myself slightly. He grinned and pressed a kiss to my temple before wrapping an arm around my waist and surveying the room.

My eyes found Harry and Skye sitting together at a table. I could see the tiredness in Skye as she slumped onto Harry. He rubbed her arm soothingly as his other hand settled itself on her stomach. I smiled and shook my head.

“It’s funny how they think we don’t know.” I said to Zayn. He looked around confused before he found where my eyes were looking, a grin spread across his handsome features.

“What’s funny is that they think they can keep a secret from us. They are both open books with their emotions.” Zayn shook his head smiling at them before guiding me towards the bar where Louis was with Niall. Zayn ordered us both a drink as I watched a drunk Louis and Niall act something out extremely loudly. They noticed me after a moment.

“LACEY!” Niall yelled, slopping his beer on the bar slightly.

“Dear, sweet, little Lacey. How good to see you.” Louis stated boldly, placing his arm around my shoulder and pulling me into him.

“I’m surprised you got through your speech being this drunk.” I commented to him lightly. He leant in closely to my ear.

“You and me both.” He whispered before breaking into giggles. I laughed at how he bent over with laughter at his own words.

“Alright Lou, let my bird go.” Zayn said before pulling me away from Louis causing him to frown.

“I have one of them.” He said looking around the room before obviously spotting Eleanor and headed straight for her. I felt bad for what she was about to endure. I turned around to see Niall had struck up a conversation with the barman.

I accepted Zayn’s drink and cuddled into his side.

“Everyone’s just so happy.” I said to him softly.

“That’s what happens when people get drunk.” He commented lazily, I slapped his stomach lightly.

“That’s what happens at weddings. People are always happy at weddings.” I replied, pressing a kiss to his cheek softly. His eyes turned down to gaze into mine.

“You, you still would want to get married right?” Zayn asked me suddenly unsure. My smile slid slightly as I bit my lip considering how to answer his question. It had been a year since my disaster of almost wedding happened.

“Of course. I just, not for a while yet Zayn. I mean I just got out of one, I don’t feel like thinking of or planning another one for a while.” I told him honestly. His eyes softened as he placed a soft kiss to my mouth.

“Don’t worry love, I’m quite content to wait.” I blushed darkly at Zayn’s words. I was absolutely elated that he hinted at marrying me. Now that I had Zayn I never wanted him to go and I was glad that that feeling was mutual.

“Have you spoken to Tamzyn lately?” My head snapped up to stare at him in annoyance.

“No, you know I haven’t and I don’t plan to so can we please not bring this up.” I whine to him pulling out of his arms to place my empty glass back on the bar. I crossed my arms across my chest and stared at him. He rolled his eyes at me.

“Stop being a princess. She’s tried to make amends and I know you miss her. And don’t try to lie to me.” I grumbled at Zayn’s words. “I just want you to be happy my love. She’s your best friend who made a mistake. We all do.”

I sighed and allowed Zayn to pull me back into his arms. He was right I knew that. I missed Tamzyn I really did and I knew she had only done what she did because she thought she was protecting me. It was just hard to get back to where we were.

“Okay, I’ll try.” I eventually breathed out. Zayn squeezed me tightly as I looked up into his smiling face before he pressed a kiss to my lips. “You’re so bossy.”

“You’ll get over it.” Zayn smirked against my lips, winking at me.

“Honestly, you guys are the worse with PDA.” I looked up to see Casey and Danielle smiling at us both.

“Hey! We had to hide at the start. We deserve PDA.” Zayn joked with them but I felt the way he tightened his arm around my waist. I smiled and rested my head on his chest. We both enjoyed the fact that we could be public about our relationship now.

Sure we got swamped by paparazzi a lot at the start since everyone found out that we had a secret relationship but it died down after a while. I had more fans and paparazzi then I was used to now that I was dating Zayn but it was something I was getting used to. The girls were helping too. Getting hate from fans was something I was used to, so that didn’t bother me as much.

“Well say goodbye to your bird because we are about to throw the bouquet. Well Skye is.” Casey laughed, grabbing my hand and pulling me completely out of Zayn’s arms. I shot him a smile before trying to keep up with Casey.

Ever since I met Casey and Paige a couple of months ago, when they came over to start planning the wedding, I knew why they were best friends with Skye. They were just so much a like. So hyper and happy all the time. They were hard not to befriend.

All of us girls created a large crowd behind Skye as she happily through her bouquet behind her head. I watched as it landed a bit towards the front and a lot of scuffling and squeals happened before Danielle stood there blushing and holding the red flowers.

A roar of laughter could be heard before Liam was pushed towards Danielle by Louis who obviously found this hilarious. I watched happily as Liam placed his arms around Danielle and pressed a kiss to her lips. Cheers filled the room as Danielle laughed and pressed her face into Liam’s neck.

“They are definitely getting married next.” Tate whispered into my ear. Winking over at Danielle. I nodded in agreement.

“Then you and Niall.” I teased nudging her. She blushed darkly and glanced towards Niall who was holding another beer while talking to Nick Grimshaw and Matt Fincham.

“We’ll see.” She commented lightly. I grinned at her.

“How many drinks has Niall had tonight?” I enquired watching him standing there practically skulling his beer.

“You don’t even want to know.” She groaned. “I have no idea how I’m going to get him home. It will be impossible.” I grinned at her thinking of all the breakable objects that were in her and Niall’s flat that Zayn and I had helped them move into three months ago.

“Just leave him outside.” I joked with her as she pretended to consider the idea.

“So what about you and Zayn? Getting married?” She asked me. I found it amusing that marriage talk often came up at weddings. Like everyone realised that they wanted to get married.

“One day, but not yet.” I confessed to her as she nodded in understanding and wrapped her arm around my waist, pulling me into a hug.

“Uh you know how my boyfriend is drunk? Well you should see yours.” I looked at Tate confused before looking to where she was pointing. My eyes widened as Louis and Zayn both tried to dance on the dance floor.

“What the hell? He wasn’t that drunk a moment ago.” I said bewildered before heading over to him. Eleanor laughed as she joined my side heading for Louis.

“You okay Zayn?” I asked him when I got closer. His eyes widened and blinked at me before pulling me into him. I stumbled slightly against his chest. I could smell the alcohol on him.

“Did you drink the bar while I was gone?” I asked him curiously. He giggled and spun me around instead of replying. I allowed him to before saying goodbye to Harry and Skye a few minutes later.

“We’re going love.” I said to him grabbing my stuff from my chair and Zayn’s jacket. He frowned at me but followed nonetheless, smirking as Louis said a crude comment from behind us.

Zayn became mostly placid as I got him into a taxi and directed us home. It wasn’t until we walked into his flat that he finally said something.

“Move in with me.” He blurted out it wasn’t really a question. I turned to him surprised as my heart rate increased slightly before I calmed it back down, Zayn was drunk and not in a position to be offering his home to anyone.

“You’re drunk honey. Let’s go to bed.” I reasoned, pushing him into the bedroom and trying to take his clothes off without him grabbing at mine. I knew he was only going to fall asleep as soon as he landed on the bed. His eyes were almost closed.

“Serious.” Zayn muttered as I laid him down. Smiling, I pressed a kiss to his head before getting changed into my pajamas. If I thought about it, moving in with Zayn wouldn’t be much different. I already had half my wardrobe here and spent nearly every night here. I had already redecorated some of Zayn’s house and replaced frames with photos of us both.

But moving here officially was still a big thing and I didn’t want him asking me while we were drunk. I sighed and eyed the softly snoring boy in bed. I couldn’t help but admire how beautiful he really was, his long eyelashes gently fluttered against his cheekbones before he turned over and his hand reached out towards my side of the bed.

His face screwed up and an annoyed whine fell from his lips as he opened his eyes and glanced around the room for me.

“Bed. Cuddles.” He mumbled at me before his eyes fell shut again. I shook my head but couldn’t keep the smile off my face as I turned off the light. The moment I climbed onto the bed Zayn had pulled me into his body. I smiled happily and curled around him and fell asleep like I had been doing for the last year.

-

I woke up and groaned at the slight throbbing in my head. I had only drunk some alcohol last night but I already had a hangover. I rolled over looking for Zayn and frowned when I found him not there. I glanced around the room before heading out of the bedroom.

I could hear noises from the kitchen and walked in to find Zayn singing softly while cooking at the stove. I smiled fondly at the image and leant against the counter waiting for him to notice me. It didn’t take long. He smiled and walked over placing a chaste kiss to my lips.

“Morning.” He mumbled, pressing another kiss to my head before heading back to the stove.

“Morning to you too. I’m surprised you’re up this early, you passed out quite quickly last night.” I teased him, taking a seat on the bench stool. He grinned at me sheepishly before flipping an egg.

“I kind of woke up early to vomit and thought I probably owed you breakfast after you got me home last night.” He confessed, a sheepish smile across his face. I smiled at him and shook my head.

I sat and watched him contently as he sung softly and worked his way around the kitchen making us both breakfast. I made us both coffee and half-heartedly joined in with his singing, I wasn’t really planning on making a fool out of myself this early in the morning.

I stopped my action, halfway reaching for the coffee, when I noticed Zayn staring at me.

“What?” I asked him confused.

“You know where everything is.” He stated bluntly. I frowned at him and turned away from the coffee.

“I’m here enough to know where everything is.” I explained slowly, thinking he was still tired and maybe drunk.

“Exactly. You know where everything is. You’re clothes take up half my wardrobe and dresser. You have more make up and products in my bathroom then I do. You’ve redecorated half my place and all your favourite movies are here. You’re books and scarfs are littered all around my apartment and I trip over your shoes more then I do my own.”

“What’s your point Zayn?” I asked furrowing my eyebrows together. He shook his head at me a small smile across his lips.

“My point is that you basically live here so why won’t you just move in with me?” He frowned at me as my heart skipped a couple of beats and a blush rose up my cheek.

“I thought you just asked last night because you were drunk.” I confessed to him, glancing down at the ground. I heard him walk closer; his feet came into view first before he lifted my chin up.

“I am very sober right now and I’m asking you to move in with me. So what do you say?”

“Yes Zayn, I would love to move in with you since you so clearly pointed out that I already have.” He smirked and immediately pressed his lips to mine. I grinned against his mouth and reached up to wrap my arms around his neck, he lifted me off the ground slightly.

“You’re going to burn the bacon.” I mumbled against his lips. He pulled back and glared at me before dropping me to the ground and moving towards the bacon. I watched him quietly and bit my lip.

I had never been so happy in my life and I knew that was thanks to him. I wanted to keep him in my life for forever because I wanted to be this happy for forever. Even when I was angry with him I was still happy. He was going to be my fairytale ending and I was okay with that. I was more than okay with that. I didn’t have to hope anymore, I had found my fairy tale.

Smiling I moved forward and wrapped my arms around him from behind and pressed a kiss between his shoulder blades.

“Love you.” He muttered softly as I hummed in reply.

Notes

Sorry guys!!!! I know I am extremely late in updating but it's been a busy couple of days!! My cousin just got back from Afghanistan after being there for a year so I've been spending the last couple of days with him and the rest of my family just celebrating while still trying to do all my Uni work!! But here is the next chapter!

- Rayne xx