Zayn #Imagine (Stine)

#Imagine It's your birthday, and you should spent the day with your family. At night, your friend Zayn came over, cause you were home alone. Your parents had an important business-meeting. You have always liked Zayn really really much, but you haven't had the courage to tell him. It knocked on the door.
'Happr birthday baaabe!' Zayn said, as you opened the door, hugging you. He always called you sweet names.
'Aw, thank you Zayn!' You smiled. He smelled so good!
'I have pizzas and a gift with me, shouldn't we go upstairs?' He smiled, taking of his jacket and shoes.
'Okay, lets go!' You said, running up. He was right behind you. You walked into the room, and sat down in front of the TV. You ate your pizzas, they were delicious. Zayn knew which one was your favorite! After you ate, you chatted a bit. You asked Zayn about the gift.
'So, you said you had a gift for me?' You smiled. You both sat up against the wall.
'Yeah, i have..' He said, taking a little gift up from his pocket.
'Before you open it, i have something to say..' You nodded, holding the gift.
'Do you remember the first time we met? It was a sunny day, on the beach. The first time i saw you, i couldn't stop looking at you. I just thought to myself, how God could have created such a beautiful girl. I was totally blown away. And when we started to hang out.. I felt like the luckiest boy on earth. I just wanted to kiss you so badly, but i knew that it would be so wrong..' He looked out in your room, he continued..
'And when i met your parents for the first time. They were so nice to me, i just loved them. And mine you. It couldn't be more perfect. But the more i see you, the more i fell in love with you. I just can't control my feelings for you anymore. It's...' He stopped. He cried.
'No, Zayn! Don't cry..' You said, rubbing his back.
'But you don't love me! The love of my life don't love me!' He said. He got his feelings under control again.
'Who said i don't love you? I do. I really do..' You said. He looked at you. His face lightened up.
'Seriously, babe?' He smiled.
'Yes, Zayn' You laughed a bit. His head got closer and closer to yours.
'May i?' He whispered.
'You have to..' You said before his lips was pressed against yours. The kiss got more passionately, he pushed you down in the bed, laying on top of you. He pulled away.
'Your beautiful..' He whispered.
'I love you, Zayn' You pulled him down by his shirt, and kissed him again. You could feel him smile.
'I......love.........you........to' He said inbetween the kisses. After a minute, you both sat up. He smiled at you.
'Do you want your present now, babe?' He smiled. The box laid on the bed, you picked it, raping it up slowly. It was a little box. You opened it, and saw a beautiful necklace. There was a little silverheart on it.
'Look at the back' He said, smiling. You looked. There was engraved 'Z' and 'S' in it, with a plus in between. You almost started crying.
'It's.. It's so beautiful, Zayn. I love it!' You smiled through your tears to him.
'Will you put it on me?' You asked.
'Of course, babe. Turn around' He said, putting it on. He kissed your neck afterwards. He laid down on the bed, with you between his legs. You watched TV the rest of the evening. You fell asleep in his arms.