"My parents just texted"
I told him.
"Mosi.."
_Zayn's expression turns serious, his eyes filled with understanding_
"Your parents..." _he says, his voice gentle_
"What did they say?" _he asks, his brow furrowed with concern_
"You know I'm here for you, no matter what..." _he reassures, his hand on my arm, comforting_
"We've talked about this, Mosi..." _he reminds me, his voice soft_
"We know they might not approve of us, of our relationship..." _he says, his eyes locked on mine_
"But we can't let their opinions define us, our love..." _he whispers, his voice filled with conviction_
"We are strong enough to face this together..." _he promises, his arms wrapping around me, holding me close_
"What do you want to do, Mosi?" _he asks, his voice gentle_
"Do you want to talk to them, or..." _he trails off, leaving the decision to you_
"They want me home now'
"I just don't know why they can't let us be together"
My eyes turn moist as my voice trails off.
"Mosi..."
_Zayn's face softens, his eyes filled with empathy_
"Oh, my love..." _he whispers, pulling me into a warm embrace_
"Don't cry, Mosi..." _he says, his voice gentle, as he strokes my hair_
"I'm here for you, always..." _he promises, his arms holding me close_
"We'll face this together, okay?" _he reassures, his voice firm_
"Maybe we should go talk to them, find out what's going on..." _he suggests, his eyes searching for answers_
"But know this, Mosi..." _he pulls back, his eyes locked on mine_
"I'm not letting you go, no matter what..." _he says, his voice filled with conviction_
"We'll fight for our love, for our right to be together..." _he promises, his hand on my heart_
"You're mine, Mosi..." _he whispers, his lips brushing against mine_
"And I'm yours..." _he says, his eyes burning with love_
Forever and always, my love.
"Is there something you aren't telling me??"
"You know something right"
"Zayn tell me"
I asked him, I've noticed all this while that other than my parents hating him for no reason at all, there was something else, he was hiding something and I'm sure my parents knew what it is and that is why the hate.
"Mosi..."
_Zayn's expression turns serious, his eyes clouding over for a moment_
"I..."
_he hesitates, his voice barely above a whisper_
"I knew your parents were planning something, Mosi..." _he admits, his eyes locked on mine_
"I've been trying to protect you, to shield you from it..." _he says, his voice filled with regret_
"But I think it's time you knew the truth..." _he takes a deep breath, his words spilling out in a rush_
I couldn't believe what I was hearing.
"They're planning to arrange a marriage for you, Mosi..." _he says, his eyes filled with pain_
That was like a bombshell.
"To someone of their choice, not yours..." _he adds, his voice firm_
"What?"
"I know, I know..." _he interrupts, his hands on my 8 arms, holding me close_
"It's not right, it's not fair..." _he says, his voice filled with anger_
"But we have to be strong, Mosi... I can't lose you" _he whispers, his eyes burning with determination_
"We have to fight for our love, for our future..." _he promises, his arms wrapping around you, holding you close_
"Together, we can overcome anything..." _he says, his voice filled with conviction_
"But you have to promise me one thing, Mosi..." _he asks, his eyes locked on mine_
"You have to promise me you won't give up on us..." _he whispers, his voice husky with emotion_
"No matter what happens, no matter what they say..." _he adds, his eyes burning with love_
"You have to promise me you'll fight for our love..." _he says, his voice firm_
"Zayn..."
"_So they hate you because..."
I looked at him for clarification.
"Mosi..."
_Zayn's eyes drop, his voice barely above a whisper_
"They hate me because of who I am, where I come from..."
_he says, his words laced with pain_
"They think I'm not good enough for you, that I'm not worthy of their daughter..." _he adds, his eyes clouding over_
"Because of my past, my mistakes..." _he whispers, his voice cracking with emotion_
"They think I'm still that same person, that I haven't changed..." _he says, his eyes filled with hurt_
"But they don't know me, Mosi..." _he looks up, his eyes burning with intensity_
"They don't know the man I've become, the man I am when I'm with you..." _he says, his voice filled with conviction_
"I've changed, Mosi..." _he whispers, his eyes locked on mine_
"I've changed for you, because of you..." _he adds, his voice filled with love_
"And I'll keep fighting, keep proving myself..." _he promises, his jaw set in determination_
"For you, for us, for our love..." _he says, his eyes burning with passion_
"Wh... What did you do?"
I whisper, wanting to know what exactly he was in the past,
Everything.
"You were in the Mafia weren't you? I noticed that the bodyguards around you are well trained, and not just anyone carries guns here in California, what did you do that time, was it something big? You killed people?"
_Zayn's expression turns grave, his eyes clouding over with a mix of emotions_
"How did you..." _he starts, his voice trailing off_
"Yes, Mosi..." _he admits, his voice barely above a whisper_
"I was involved with some... unsavory people, back in the day..." _he says, his eyes dropping in shame_
"I didn't kill anyone, Mosi..." _he whispers, his voice filled with conviction_
"But I was in deep, too deep..." _he adds, his eyes clouding over_
"I was a driver, a getaway driver..." _he admits, his voice laced with regret_
"I didn't know what I was getting into, Mosi..." _he says, his eyes locked on mine_
"But I got out, Mosi..." _he promises, his voice firm_
"I left that life behind, started fresh..." _he adds, his eyes burning with determination_
"But the past has a way of catching up, Mosi..." _he whispers, his eyes clouding over_
"That's why I have the bodyguards, Mosi..." _he explains, his voice gentle_
"I'm not proud of my past, Mosi..." _he says, his eyes filled with regret_
"But I'm proud of who I am today..." _he adds, his eyes burning with conviction_
"And I'll do anything to protect you, Mosi..." _he promises, his voice firm_
"Anything to keep you safe..." _he whispers, his eyes locked on mine_
I couldn't say anything
It was too shocking.
When I finally found my voice
It was shaky
_Zayn's eyes fill with tears, his voice cracking with emotion_
"No, Mosi..." _he whispers, his voice shaking_
"It was worse..." _he admits, his eyes dropping in shame_
"I was involved in..." _he pauses, taking a deep breath_
"Human trafficking, Mosi..." _he whispers, his voice barely audible_
"I was a driver, a transporter..." _he says, his eyes filled with regret_
"I didn't know what I was getting into, Mosi..." _he repeats, his voice laced with pain_
"But I knew it was wrong, Mosi..." _he adds, his eyes locked on yours_
"I knew it was wrong, and I did it anyway..." _he whispers, his voice filled with self-loathing_
"But I got out, Mosi..." _he promises, his voice firm_
"I left that life behind, started fresh..." _he repeats, his eyes burning with determination_
"And I've been trying to make amends ever since..." _he adds, his voice filled with conviction_
"I've been working with the authorities, Mosi..." _he explains, his voice gentle_
"Helping them bring down the people I used to work for..." _he says, his eyes locked on yours_
"I'm trying to make things right, Mosi..." _he whispers, his voice filled with emotion_
"But I know I can never fully make up for what I did..." _he adds, his eyes filled with regret_
"All I can do is try to be a better man, Mosi..." _he says, his voice firm_
"A man worthy of your love..." _he whispers, his eyes locked on mine_
"So that's why.."
A tear escaped my eyes
_Zayn's face crumples, his eyes overflowing with tears_
He pulls you into a tight embrace, holding you close as he whispers...
"I'm so sorry, Mosi..." _his voice cracks with emotion_
"I'm so sorry for my past, for what I've done..." _he repeats, his tears soaking into your skin_
"I'm sorry for hurting you, for causing you pain..." _he adds, his voice filled with regret_
"But I promise you, Mosi..." _he pulls back, his eyes locked on yours_
"I'll spend the rest of my life making it up to you..." _he vows, his voice firm_
"I'll be the man you deserve, Mosi..." _he whispers, his eyes burning with conviction_
"I'll be your safe haven, your protector..." _he promises, his arms wrapping around you again_
"Forever and always, Mosi..." _he whispers, his lips brushing against yours_
"I love you..." _he says, his voice barely audible_
"More than words can say..." _he adds, his eyes filled with emotion_
I was shocked
Zayn had never said I love you to me like that before.
I couldn't move
"My parents are wrong, they don't have any right, they're not me, I trust you, you have nothing to be afraid of, I'm not a child anymore, they can't... They won't...."
I couldn't continue as I broke down.
"Zayn ..."
"Zayn.."
I broke into fresh tears
_Zayn's eyes lock onto mine, his gaze burning with intensity_
"I know, my love..." _he whispers, his voice filled with emotion_
"I've been wanting to say it for so long..." _he adds, his eyes filled with vulnerability_
"But I was afraid, Mosi..." _he admits, his voice barely above a whisper_
"Afraid of scaring you away, of losing you..." _he says, his eyes filled with fear_
"But I couldn't keep it inside anymore..." _he whispers, his lips brushing against mine_
"I love you, Mosi..." _he repeats, his voice filled with conviction_
"With all my heart, with all my soul..." _he adds, his eyes burning with passion_
"You're the missing piece I never knew I needed..." _he whispers, his arms holding you close_
"My everything, my forever..." _he says, his voice filled with love_
He hugged me, comforting me.
Today it felt like I knew more of the man before me.
After I had relatively calm down
We were inside the house
I looked at Zayn as he worked on his laptop.
"Zayn?"
"Hmm"
_Zayn looks up from his laptop, his eyes locking onto mine, a hint of a smile on his face_
"Yeah, my love?" _he asks, his voice gentle, his eyes crinkling at the corners_
He closes his laptop, giving you his full attention, his expression soft and open. _He leans back in his chair, his eyes never leaving mine, waiting for me to speak._
"you've loved someone before right?"
"I mean, you're 38 years old and I'm just 20, you must have loved someone before in the past, or am I wrong?"
I asked him wanting to know.
Zayn's expression turns introspective, his eyes gazing into the past... _He nods slowly, his voice tinged with a hint of melancholy_
"Yes, Mosi..." _he says, his voice barely above a whisper_
"I've loved before..." _he admits, his eyes clouding over_
"Her name was Sophia..." _he whispers, a small smile playing on his lips_
"We were young, in love..." _he adds, his eyes filled with nostalgia_
"But it was a long time ago, Mosi..." _he says, his voice gentle_
"Before my past caught up with me..." _he whispers, his eyes dropping_
"Before I became the man I am today..." _he adds, his voice filled with regret_
"But you, Mosi..." _he looks up, his eyes locking onto yours_
"You're different..." _he says, his voice filled with conviction_
"You're the one who makes me feel alive again..." _he whispers, his eyes burning with passion_
"The one who makes me want to leave my past behind..." _he adds, his voice filled with determination_
"What happened? Is she still around?"
I probed further
Zayn's expression turns somber, his eyes clouding over with a mix of emotions... _He takes a deep breath, his voice barely above a whisper_
"Sophia..." _he starts, his voice cracking with emotion_
"She was my everything, Mosi..." _he says, his eyes filled with nostalgia_
"But my past..." _he pauses, his voice filled with regret_
"It caught up with me, and I lost her..." _he whispers, his eyes dropping_
"She couldn't handle the danger, the lifestyle..." _he adds, his voice filled with understanding_
"She left me, Mosi..." _he says, his voice barely audible_
"And I couldn't blame her..." _he whispers, his eyes filled with sadness_
"But it broke me, Mosi..." _he admits, his voice filled with vulnerability_
"I thought I'd never love again..." _he says, his eyes locking onto yours_
"Until I met you..." _he whispers, his voice filled with conviction_
"You brought light back into my life, Mosi..." _he adds, his eyes burning with passion_
"And I won't let you go..." _he promises, his voice firm_
"but.."
I wanted to ask what if she comes back.
But I was scared to ask, so I drooped my eyelash.
"Nevermind" I whispered.
Zayn's eyes narrow slightly, his gaze piercing as he senses your unasked question... _He leans forward, his voice low and gentle_
"Mosi, what is it?" _he asks, his eyes locked onto yours_
"You can ask me anything, my love..." _he whispers, his voice filled with reassurance_
"I'll always be honest with you..." _he promises, his eyes burning with conviction_
"Don't be afraid to ask me anything..." _he adds, his voice gentle_
"I'll face it with you, together..." _he whispers, his eyes locked onto yours_
"So, what were you going to ask?" _he asks, his voice soft and encouraging_
"what if she returns? Because she might? Or she already has?"
Zayn's expression turns serious, his eyes clouding over with a mix of emotions... _He takes a deep breath, his voice firm and resolute_
"Mosi, if Sophia returns..." _he starts, his voice filled with conviction_
"It won't change anything between us..." _he says, his eyes locked onto mine_
"But we've only just gotten together like three month now, hers is a history with you" I whispered.
"I've moved on, Mosi..." _he whispers, his voice filled with emotion_
"I've found my heart again, my love..." _he adds, his eyes burning with passion_
"And that heart belongs to you..." _he promises, his voice firm_
"No one can take that away from us..." _he whispers, his eyes locked onto mine_
"Not even Sophia..." _he says, his voice filled with determination_
"I'll face whatever comes our way, Mosi..." _he adds, his voice firm_
"But my love for you won't waver..." _he promises, his eyes burning with conviction_
"You're my present, my future..." _he whispers, his voice filled with emotion_
"Not my past..." _he adds, his eyes locked onto mine_
I hugged his neck smiling and he held thee back of my head, nuzzling into my neck as he inhaled my scent.
Then I felt something poking me, and it moved.
I turned red immediately.
"You pervert" I pushed him away.
Zayn bursts out laughing, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he grins mischievously... _He holds up his hands in surrender, his eyes sparkling with amusement_
"Hey, I couldn't help it!" _he says, his voice chuckling_
"You smell so good, Moselia..." _he whispers, his eyes locked onto mine_
"And you're so beautiful when you're blushing..." _he adds, his voice filled with admiration_
"I couldn't resist..." _he says, his eyes sparkling with mischief_
"But I promise I'll behave..." _he whispers, his voice filled with mock innocence_
"For now..." _he adds, his eyes glinting with playfulness_
Zayn takes a step back, his eyes never leaving mine, his grin still plastered on his face... _He looks like a naughty schoolboy who's been caught red-handed_
After that he got ready for his flight while I got my things ready to return and back to school.
As Zayn finishes packing his bag, he turns to me with a serious expression... _He takes my hands in his, his eyes locked onto mine_
"I'll miss you, Mosi..." _he says, his voice filled with emotion_
"But I'll be back soon..." _he promises, his eyes burning with conviction_
"And we'll make up for lost time..." _he whispers, his voice filled with promise_
"Focus on your studies, my love..." _he adds, his eyes filled with encouragement_
"And know that I'll be thinking of you every step of the way..." _he says, his voice filled with love_
Zayn pulls you into a tight embrace, his lips brushing against your ear... _He whispers a soft "I love you" before pulling back and smiling at you_
"I'll call you as soon as I land..." _he says, his eyes sparkling with excitement_
"And we'll make plans for my return..." _he adds, his voice filled with anticipation_
"Until then, my love..." _he whispers, his eyes locked onto yours_
'Take care of yourself..." _he says, his voice filled with concern_
"And know that you're always on my mind..." _he adds, his eyes burning with love_
I nod, smiling.
We separated at the airport and I got into my plane, and returned home because we couldn't be seen together at the airport because of the media and press.
At the door of my house.
I met my parents waiting.
As I step out of the car and onto the driveway, my parents' expressions turn stern, their eyes fixed on me with a mix of concern and disapproval... _my mother steps forward, her voice firm but controlled_
"Moselia we need to talk... _she says, her eyes narrowing slightly_
"We've been doing some research, and we're not happy with what we've found..." _father chimes in, his voice firm_
"He's not the kind of man we want you associating with..." _mother continues, her eyes filled with worry_
"He's got a troubled past, Moselia..." _father adds, his voice serious_
"And we don't want you getting hurt..." _ mother says, her voice softening slightly_
"We just want what's best for you, sweetie..." _father adds, his voice filled with concern_
But it's clear that they're not going to let this go easily... _Their expressions remain firm, their eyes fixed on me with a mix of disapproval and worry_
"I know what you want to talk about, his past right?"
I told them everything.
"Nothing you do will make me change my mind" I stood resolutely
My parents exchange a worried glance, their expressions unreadable... _my mother takes a deep breath, her voice calm but firm_
"Moselia, we understand that you think you're in love, but you're only 20 years old..." _she says, her eyes filled with concern_
"You don't know the whole story, sweetie..." _my father adds, his voice gentle but firm_
"Zayn's past is more complicated than you think..." _my mother continues, her voice laced with a hint of warning_
"He's been involved with some dangerous people, Moselia..." _my father says, his voice serious_
"And we don't want you getting caught up in that world..." _my mother adds, her eyes filled with fear_
But I stand your ground, my resolve unwavering... _my parents' expressions turn stern, their eyes locked onto mine with a mix of disappointment and worry_
"We'll do whatever it takes to protect you, Moselia..." _my father says, his voice firm_
"Even if it means keeping you apart from Zayn..." _my mother adds, her voice laced with determination_
"what?"
"What do you want to do? You don't even know him, at least give him a chance, he deserves one"
My mother's expression turns stern, her voice firm... _"We want to send you abroad, Moselia..." _she says, her eyes locked onto mine_
"To get you away from Zayn's influence..." _father adds, his voice serious_
*And to give you some space to think about your future..." _mother continues, her voice laced with concern_
"You can finish your studies abroad, sweetie..." _father says, his voice gentle but firm_
"And make a new life for yourself, without Zayn..." _her eyes filled with determination_
But I can see the fear and worry behind their eyes, their desire to protect me from the dangers they perceive Zayn to be... _Their expressions remain resolute, their minds made up_
"I'm not going anywhere"
Your parents' expressions turn shocked, their eyes widening in disbelief... _"Moselia, don't be stubborn..." _mother says, her voice rising in frustration_
"This is for your own good..." _father adds, his voice firm but worried_
"You're not thinking clearly, sweetie..." _ mother continues, her eyes filled with concern_
"Zayn has a hold on you, and it's not healthy..." _ father says, his voice serious_
But I stand your ground, my arms crossed and my jaw set... _"I'm not going anywhere..." _I repeat, my voice firm and resolute_
"I'll make my own decisions, thank you..." _I add, my eyes flashing with determination_
My parents exchange a worried glance, their expressions turning stern... _"Fine, Moselia..." _your father says, his voice firm_
"But know this: we'll do everything in our power to protect you..." _my mother adds, her eyes filled with a mix of fear and determination_
"Even if it means going against you..." _my father says, his voice serious_
"you don't have to be worried about him, I won't... I won't see him again, just don't send me away"
I lied, better than going abroad and never seeing him again, or them watching my ever move with those annoying bodyguards and I won't be able to meet him again. I lied and they seemed to believe it, feeling relieved.
My parents' expressions soften, their eyes filled with relief... _"Okay, Moselia..." _my mother says, her voice gentle_
"We just want what's best for you, sweetie..." _father adds, his voice filled with concern_
"We'll give you space, and we won't send you away..." _mother continues, her eyes filled with hope_
"But promise us one thing..." _father says, his voice serious_
"Promise us you'll stay away from Zayn..." _my mother adds, her eyes locked onto mine_
I nod, pretending to agree... _"I promise..." _I say, my voice barely above a whisper_
But deep down, I knew I won't keep that promise... _my heart belongs to Zayn, and I'll find a way to be with him, no matter what_
Your parents hug you, relief written all over their faces... _They believe your lie, and for now, that's all that matters_