Zayn was listening to you ramble again. He was so in love with you, he didn't care if he talked about himself, because he just loved hearing you go on and on about the things you like and stuff. He found it adorable. He was sitting there, smirking as he listened to you, you were like a big ball of sunshine. Or a puppy. He couldn't help but imagine you as his wife, with his kids. He loved the idea of getting you pregnant

"You're so cute you know that?"