You’ve been with Liam for about a few months and today is the day you’re meeting his family for the first time. It is a really hot day and you have the roof of the car down and he drives you and all the way you’re listening to the radio singing along. Suddenly WMYB comes on. You’re both singing the words at the top of your lungs:
“YOU DON’T KNOW YOU’RE BEAUTIUL-U-UL! THAT’S WHAT MAKES YOU BEAUTIFUL!”
Liam reaches over to the radio and turns the volume down and turns to you.
“Seriously babe, you’re beautiful and I know my family are going to love you as much as I do.”
You arrive at his family house and his mum opens the door.
“Hello you must be Sammi. I’m Karen.” She reaches her hand out.
You shake her hand and introduce yourself. You go into the living room and Liam’s sister, Ruth, is sitting there beaming a smile at you.
“Hey I’m Ruth, you’ve really had a big impact on Liam. He really loves you and he’s definitely a different person now. He’s always happy and never stops talking about you. He never stops smiling” Ruth explained.
Liam shoots her a look.
“Oh and the day he first met you, he came home and was really upset. He was talking about how pretty you were and how he thought you’d never go for a guy like him.” Karen added.
You turn to Liam. “You never told me that, Liam.” You smile.
“Thanks Mum.” He rolls his eyes.
“No it’s cute.” You reassure him. He leads you into the kitchen, excusing you both from the living room.
“I still think it though Sammi...you’re too good for me. You’re the most amazing, prettiest and smartest girl I’ve ever met. I don’t deserve someone like you. You deserve better, I love you.”
He leans to you and pulls you to his body, tightly.
“That’s not true...” You say pushing away from his body looking into his eyes. “...I can’t get anyone better, because you’re the best. You’re the one I want and love.”
You quickly resume your position against his body.
“I love you.” He whispers kissing the top of your head.
Today is yours and Zayn’s anniversary. You’ve been together a year and you spend almost all your time together. You’re going to a restaurant and you have no idea what to wear and he’s going to be over to pick you up in an hour.
You get your phone out and text Zayn:
I have nothing to wear. Literally just standing here staring at my wardrobe, haha xxx
You decide to put your make up on first and pick an outfit later. You spend about 15 minutes on your make up as you don’t know what colour to do as you have no idea what you’re going to wear. You receive a text.
Zayn to the rescue xxx
You’re really confused by what he means and suddenly the doorbell rings. As you venture down the stairs to answer it, you notice Zayn standing the other side of the glass in the door. You open the door.
“You’re early! I’m not even ready. I haven’t a clue what to wear!”
“Hello would have been a good greeting too.”
“Haha sorry, hey Zayn!”
“Let me help you pick something to wear.” He states as you begin to walk upstairs.
As you reach your bedroom, Zayn grabs your hand and turns you around. He’s stood there holding a a yellow plastic bag.