Quotes added on Wednesday, December 26 2012

i think every now and then when we take a step back and look at life we realize what we actually have and we all need to apperciate that because it could all be gone in the blink of an eye....

Nobody Compares
Chapter Eleven - Leah's POV:
"Here?" Zayn asked, as he slowed down in front of Alison's nursery school.
I nodded, and he quickly parked in the next open spot the two of us could find in the lot.
If it weren't for Zayn, I would probably be making it here in another five minutes, the same time she gets out, instead of getting here with time to spare.
I relaxed in the passenger seat of his car, admiring the new car scent and look.
"When'd you get this car? I don't remember it last I saw you," I laughed, running my hand of the dashboard.
Zayn thought for a moment as he shut off the car, then replied.
"Almost a year ago, actually. I don't use it much," he said, shrugging his shoulders as he got comfortable as well.
I nodded, "Constantly traveling?" I asked, and it was his turn to nod.
"I'm just glad I finally have a few weeks off just to relax, you know?" he said, sitting up.
I nodded, even though I didn't know.
I was constantly on my feet juggling to keep a two year old satisfied, online schooling, and a side job for some extra money.
Being on your own with a child at 19 isn't really the best predicament, especially in the situation Alison and I were in.
I actually thought about telling Zayn at that moment about how there's a possiblity of Alison and I getting kicked out, but decided against it.
"What's up?" he asked, his eyebrows knitting together in pure confusion.
I shook my head, even though I knew he knew me better than any human being.
Even though it's been a while, I know that Zayn could tell my exact thoughts, just by my presence.
He raised an eyebrow, not buying it, and unamused.
I sighed, maybe it was best I tell him the truth.
It was possible for us to rebuild our relationship, the first step is to be truthful to each other, right?
"It's just," I recollected my thoughts, "it's been a tough few months, you know?"
Zayn nodded as he rubbed my shoulder gently, motioning for me to go on.
I glanced down at the digital clock on the radio, I still had another four or five minutes.
"Well, my dad's been sick for a little bit now, and it's still unsure of what it is, so my mum's a wreck. And they're still home in America, so I can't get over there." I started, biting my lip.
Zayn raised an eyebrow, "Don't you usually fly over there every year, or at least holidays?" he asked, and I nodded, "So, why didn't you and Ali just stay after Thanksgiving this year?"
I felt a knot in my throat, "Alison and I didn't go at all, actually."
Zayn's eyes widened, and he looked taken aback.
He knew how much I missed my parents, especially since around five years ago, when they moved to America.
They wanted a new start, while I wanted to stay here in London.
Seeing that I wasn't yet done with school, I couldn't be on my own, so I stayed with my older brother for the time being.
"I didn't have the money to pay for a ticket, let alone two." I answered, ashamed.
I don't know why I was getting so worked up, but I guess it was just a mix of every emotion.
Thinking back, the whole year was a tough one, especially since I didn't have Zayn at my side like I had the years before.
Zayn still stayed silent, he knew there was more I wanted to say.
"And now I don't have enough money period, to the point where I can't even pay the bills on the flat, and my landlord is kicking us out if we don't finally pay rent my Christmas, and it's all been a lot, Zayn." I rambled on, letting a few tears trickle down my cheek.
He let out a deep breath, before smiling slightly, "Come here," he cooed, holding his arms out for me to go to.
I fought back the urge to give into him so easily, but I couldn't help it, I loved this boy.
As weird as it was to attempt, I was able to end up on his lap, where we sat for the next few minutes.
He didn't question me more, rather say a word at all.
I was fine with that, this whole subject was sensitive to me, which is another reason I didn't talk about period.
"Don't you have to get Alison?" he asked, stroking my hair gently.
I nodded my head that laid on his shoulder, and Zayn opened the driver's side door so we both could get out.
I knew he was trying, I could tell.
He wasn't doing much, but I felt more loved than I ever had in my life.
He latched onto my hand, and we walked inside the building together, where I stopped us in front of Alison's classroom.
His hand stayed rested in mine as we waited patiently for a few more seconds.
Once Alison appeared from the room, she immediately ran and jumped into Zayn's arm.
I smiled, feeling my heart practically melt like chocolate as he kissed her cheek.
It was as if she knew exactly who he was, even though she's met him just yesterday.
Alison looked over to me, gripping tightly to the drawing in her tiny hand.
"Momma?" she asked, resting her head on her father's shoulder.
"Yes, baby?" I replied to her, as the three of us walked outside.
"Is he my daddy?" she asked, pointing to the man holding her in his arms.
I looked away from Alison's face, up to Zayn's to see the matching surprised expression.
I didn't know exactly what to say, I couldn't lie to her.
But in all honesty, I wasn't exactly ready to share my daughter with her own father.
"Yes, he is," I said with a huge smile, looking at each of them.

-MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE? What'd you guys get?!

I got a Clauddah Ring for Christmas, and wearing it upside down is going to take some getting used to. Things have to be the right way, right side up, or I get anxious. Rings aren't worn upside-down, Ancestors! WHY DID YOU HAVE TO MAKE A RING I WEAR THE WRONG WAYY.AND A RING I ONLY WEAR THE RIGHT WAY IF I'M TAKEN AT THAT.

idgaf :) because i smile and walk away .