Arranged Love (Zayn Malik Arranged Marriage)

I'm Crazy About Her

Zayn's p.o.v

Pray

Pray

Pray

Pray

Pray...

Sigh. She is the only one who's been on my mind since the first time I saw her.

I remember when she first came out with her Aunt.

Gosh, she looked gorgeous. She was wearing green salwar-kameez which was showing her perfect curves. She looked fit. She always looks fit. Sometimes I have to bite my lip to avoid moaning in front of her. That'll be really awkward if I did. She didn't really out make up on that day. Which was nice. I don't like it when girls put a whole lot of makeup. I mean come on, it's you face, not a coloring book.

We all are in the living room right now. Just sitting and talking about the marriage. Pray is sitting right in front of me, I'm just staring at her like a retard. She would catch me looking at her sometimes and blush, looking away. I think it's pretty cute.

I was not fond of this marriage before I met her. I mean, we went to a couple more places to look for the "perfect girl" as my mom says. The few houses we went before were, well, awkward cuase the girls were all over me. When my mom said to spend some alone time with them, they would take me to their room and try to be touchy. VERY touchy.

They would try to seduce me to accept the marriage thing but I always denied it. Because I knew that they were not the one for me. Not even one of them. Im not saying that they weren't pretty, they were, but their attitude was horribly and they didn't have one bit innocence in them. Hell, they weren't even pure. And by pure I mean didn't had any boyfriends in the past or any connection with a certain boy.

We were losing hope when my mom remembered Pray. And it was perfect. I must say that this is the first thing that my mom did for me and I like it. Actually, I LOVE it!

I can't wait for the marriage and the marriage night ;) I can just imagine doing stuff to her that will make her scream my name in pleasure.

God what am I thinking! Things this girl does to me.

Im still staring at her like an owl. She looks really hot. Sexy as hell. She's just wearing her pajama's and a simple red elmo shirt, which makes her look cuter.

She's playing with Safaa. I can tell just by looking that Safaa loves her to death, and its only been what? A week? Safaa is always talking about her, how her dimples show when she smiles, how pretty her eyes are or how soft her hair is. She told me once that the eyes color changes sometimes. Now that's one of the few more reasons why im crazy about her.

Yes, I said.

I'm crazy about her.

I'm in love.

I'm in love with Meera Pray Rosselles.

And no one else.

Sometimes I wonder does she feels the same about me? I hope so, cuase we are going to spend our entire lives with other. And I don't regret one bit.

She is so beautiful. The way her eyes go in a tiny shape like a half moon, the way her dimples show, the way she laughs and brings out her perfect pearly white teeth.

The way she speaks. Her voice sounding like heaven. So soft and smooth. You could just listen to it all day.

The way she blushes. She always looks away when she blushes, or bites her lower lip to stop her from smiling. My hormones shoot up when she does that.

The way she kisses. Her lips were so soft on mine. Moving perfectly. I felt sparks fly when I kissed her. Fireworks going off and a billion butterflies in my stomach. I could tell that I was her first kiss.

Her aunt told me everything about her. She says she's never had a boyfriend in her life. A lot of boys were attracted to her, but she paid no attention to them. Some even came home proposing to her. But she would always deny it.

This only makes her mine. All mine. All pure and only for me to have. And I'll make the best of it.

"Zayn" mom calls me.

"Yes mum" I pull my eyes away from Pray.

"What do you think?" she hands the laptop she was holding.

I look at it and my eyebrows shot up. It's a hotel in Paris.

"So?" mum asks again.

"What?" I say.

She chuckles and says

"What do you think silly?! Your honeymoon destination. In the city of love. Prais!" she says and takes the laptop away.

"It's ok" I say looking at pray, smirking.

She's looking at Safaa's hands while Safaa is sitting on her lap.

"What do you think honey?" my mom asks Pray.

Her head shoots up, her eyes are wide and her cheeks are in a deep shade of pink.

She looks at me for a second then looks away again.

"Umm... its fine..." she says, looking back down at Safaa's hands while playing with them.

Mum laughs and says

"Okay then, its settled. You guys are going to Paris and I want grandchildren soon" she says.

Everyone laughs. I chuckle a bit, rubbing the back of my neck. Naveed pats me on the back and says

"It happens Zayn, it happens" I chuckle again.

I look at Pray and see Doniya, Wahliya are teasing her, whispering things in her ear, making her blush again and again. While Safaa's just confused, giggling a bit when she sees Pray blush at their remarks.

Pray looks up and her light brown, golden color eyes meet my hazel ones. We kept looking at each other, so I decided to do something that will only make her blush more.

I winked at her.

Her eyes went wide and cheeks got in a rosey shade.

She looked away, still blushing madly.

I smirked. Knowing I got what I wanted.

And I'm happy with it.

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Author's Note:

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