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Everything in the backyard was done up to perfection, streamers placed almost everywhere with a bunch of lights that seemed to make all of it sparkle in a beautiful way.
The family looked at me while I eased down the stairs, giving them a smile as Zayn's grandmother, Nancy put an arm over me while introducing me to one of her longtime friends that lived in the neighborhood.
Zayn stood among the otherside of the backyard, a cigarette between his inked hands. He was surrounded by a bunch of men, who were obviously talking about something pretty funny. All of them were laughing, except for Zayn in the group. He was busy staring directly at me, longingly.
A lump formed in my throat as he exhaled and a bunch of soft haze-like circles began to float out of his mouth, that was caused by his lips parting and tongue jutting out while looking at me through his elongated lashes. Everything in my being know this man was my damn mate, and I know that Amira was right about it all... If we are going to do anything, then it has to be discussed.
Once I was finished with a round of very long conversations with everyone, Zayn looked at me before nodding to the seat next to him before reaching over to put out his cigarette. Hitting one of his friends on their head when they continued to smoke, before his friend glared at him before spotting me and then complaining all while putting the cigarette out on the back of their shoe.
I start moving towards a chair next to him with a smile, before instantly losing it as his uncle plops down beside them with his wife on the other side. Zayn looks annoyed the moment they do, but obviously doesn't notice any negative energy.
My eyes scan all of the tables, before I decided to sit beside his grandmother and grandfather who were surrounded by all the kids.
Skylar jumps into my arms to eat with me, as everyone began talking amongst themselves while other people stood around or dancing to the music being played over the giant sound systems. Everyone being kind of eager to speak with me, telling all of us stories about Zayn.
I've learned a lot more about him, than I thought I did which is priceless to me. Zayn loved going to school plays, he also adored classical music. All of the stories about him, and some guy named Louis that terrorized the neighborhood as pirates.
Everything was going smoothly for the birthday party, Zayn didn't want much attention and it was settled by his grandmother. Apparently everyone got a pre-birthday wish during their party, one that can be fulfilled easily. This was his request to not have many eyes on him, and everyone kept their distance in huddles unless they walked over to him in small sections. He was liked.
One that I had no doubt in my mind at all, but everyone wanting to be around him just proved all of my thoughts. He was completely loveable, nothing about his job could change that. Even if it was family, they needed to give him a solid reminder that people love him, no matter his title.
