Reunion || Sam & Zayn

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Sam checked the time again. nearly three in the morning LA time, but LA never sleeps so it wasn’t that big of a deal to her, but she knew that the person she was going to surprise might think different about it. She sat in the back of the cab and stared at the passing houses before they finally came to a stop at the address she had been given and had given the driver. “Thanks.” She said paying the driver before getting out and getting her bags from the trunk. She punched in the passcode to the gates and slowly dragged her bags tot he front door. She stared at the door before taking a deep breathe and pushing the door bell, to which the door opened almost instantly by Jawaad who pulled her into a hug and helped carry her bags inside.

“He’s upstairs, first room on the left. He is alone, so you don’t have to worry about being surprised by naked lady bits.” He told her before she shook her head and headed up the stairs, and heading to the first room on the left. She opened the door slowly and smiled at her best mate sleeping soundly. She slipped off her jacket and boots, setting them on the chair by the door before moving to crawl into the bed and wrapped her arms around him, cuddling against his back.

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“Oh, good.” He said quietly, feeling himself begin to get a bit nervous at the realization that he was actually going to be meeting his children the next day. Zayn had no idea what kind of father he would be, or if he would even be a good one at that. What if the kids hated him? What if he just completely blew this and his family wanted nothing to do with him. “Do you er - want me ta stay here with you tonight or?” He asked nervously, knowing he was going to need to make a few phone calls very soon.

Sam nodded weakly, hands on her hips. “Well we are married aren’t we?” She asked quietly. “You don’t have to sleep in my room..our room, whatever it is, I have a guest room.” She said before holding up a hand. “Hold on. I’ll be right back.” She said before leaving and heading upstairs, to her room, digging through the closet before finding the box she needed. She carried the rather heavy box downstairs and put it on the counter before unlocking it. “I keep important things in here, birth certificates, marriage license, keepsakes from the babies. Photos.” She said looking for a book buried at the bottom before pulling it out. “These are yours, everything pretty much in here is for you. But these are copies off all the ultrasounds and their pictures from birth on up, I have more photos, every picture I take I print out a copy for you, but those are in a different box and it’s too heavy. They look like you, except they have my eyes, the only thing they got from me, dark blue eyes.” She said handing him the book. “I..if you want me to take a test, dna test I will. But I promise you they are yours.”

Half a heart. | Sam & Zayn

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He didn’t know what he was doing – he hadn’t thought this through, but all he knew was that he wanted to take responsibility for once and do the best he could to make things right for his family. He cared about his music, and a part of him did care about Perrie - but he knew from the moment he started dating the pop star that he was never going to be able to love her like he loved Sam, and seeing his wife in person again was only making the fact stronger. “I do mean it, Sam. I want to do what’s right and be there for you and the kids. I don’t blame y’for bein’ scared - and I can’t promise I’ll be perfect, but I can assure ya that i’ll do the best I can, alright?”

Sam nodded weakly as she stood there. “Nothing is ever perfect Zed, never but as long as you try and you stop running away, that is what counts.” She said fiddling with her necklace again. “So what now? What are you going to tell the press? Your publisist? Your fiance? Because she isn’t being a part of this, there is not three way relationship going happen.” She said pulling out her phone as it vibrated in her pocket. She answered it and smiled. “Hey Trish, how are they? Yeah..that’s good..hey umm could you bring them home tomorrow? I know it is short notice and cutting the week off, but I’m not going on that trip and I miss them.” She smiled and nodded. “Thank you, I appreciate it. See you tomorrow at noon, give them hugs and kisses from me. Love you too. Bye.” She said hanging up and crossing her arms, holding her phone close. “Well they will be here tomorrow at noon. Amir and Amira.” She nodded with a small smile.

Half a heart. | Sam & Zayn

theunlovedandlost

“Can I please shotgun this from you? Please?” He holds up the perfectly rolled blunt between his fingers, pouting oh-so-prettily.

Amir looked at him oddly and shook his head. “I don’t know what that is, so how about you tell me before I agree to it yeah?”

He shuffles into the room, sweatpants barely hanging onto his hips and rubbing gently at his eyes. “I wish people would stop treating me like I’m so innocent and childish. ‘m eighteen, you know. Perfectly legal.” Angel’s eyes flicker over to the other, and then widen as a blush crosses his face. “I’m sorry. I thought you were my roommate. I’m sorry.”

Raj looked up from his spot on the couch and smirked at the other male, his eyes checking him out shamelessly as he munched on the food he had stolen from this guy’s room mate. He nodded and swallowed his food. “Well I wouldn’t assume you were innocent, not walking out here like that.” He smirked more. “Yeah not your roommate, I’m Raj, your roommates brother.”

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thexevanias:

Tristan groaned. “You’re not listening! I am not saying no! You can have a dog, you can have multiple dogs, I am just asking you to wait, that’s all!” He reached and moved her suitcase off the bed. “I’m not treating you like a fucking child, Sam! I am asking for a compromise! I’m not making any decisions, I’m reversing the one I made because I shouldn’t have made it without you! Are you even listening? I know I’m speaking English, why can you not just hear me!?”

“i am listening to you!” She snapped and glared at him as he moved her suitcase off the bed. “Fine.” She snapped bending down and grabbing her passport. “I don’t need clothes, I can buy new ones.” She crossed her arms and shook her head. “You are treating me like a child. You told Letty no, so I have to wait, I have to suffer the consequences of your rash behavior and I am not going to, If I want a do I will get a fucking dog and I will not wait for Christmas to get one, I am not 7, so I don’t have to wait for Santa to bring it to me.”

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theunlovedandlost

“Fuck!” Tristan grabbed his jacket and told the woman at the front desk of his clinic that he was going home early. Then he jumped in his truck and raced home. His sister was already there. Luckily he convinced her to take Letty out for ice cream. He headed upstairs to find Sam packing. “Cazzo, bambina, per favore. Are you really going to leave after one fight? Our first real fight?” He moved over to her and tried to take her hand. “I said I was sorry, and I’m trying to make it right, but I need you to help me, meet me halfway. I understand you’re angry, but you can’t run off when we fight, especially not to another country.” He pushed his hand through his hair. “Please, Sam, don’t go. Stay and work this out with me.”

Sam had only ever run away once, hen she was 15 and she was told she would have to marry a stranger, she was so mad that she took off and slept in a cheap motel room for nearly a week. Letty went out for ice cream with her aunt as she rummaged through her clothes, tossing random items unto the bed and than stuffed into the suitcase without care, she just wanted to leave, well that wasn’t going to happen when she heard Tristan’s truck pull up followed by him coming into the house and sounded like stomped up the stairs. She didn’t even look at him when he came in the room and pulled her hand away when he tried to take it. “Speak English, I don’t fucking understand you.” She snapped at him finally looking at him. “There is no in the middle, no compromising. You told Letty she couldn’t have a dog, without talking to me, and now I can’t have a dog because you told her no. You are treating me like I’m the one who are grounding or whatever.” She said moving to grab more clothes and toss them into her suitcase. “I am not a child and I will not be treated as one, nor will I be here when it is clear you are making all the decisions.”

Text @ Papi

Tristan: You know what, fine, I've still got the key to Aidan's, I'll just stay there till I'm fucking forgiven. But I'm coming to tuck Letty in, and drive her to school, because you cannot kick me out of OUR house and keep me away from OUR daughter.

Tristan: You know you're being unreasonable, right? It's September, I'm asking you just to wait until December. Then you can get all the puppies you want.

Sam: Better yet. I'm going to home for a bit, I will phone your sister to come stay with Letty until you get here and I am going to the airport and going home. Since this is YOUR house and YOUR daughter.

Sam: How's that for a compromise?

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Tristan: Wait, what? What did I do?

Tristan: I just asked if we could wait till Christmas. I didn't say we couldn't get a dog.

Tristan: How the fuck did this go from you telling me you're pregnant to me not coming home? I just want to wait till Christmas, that way it's not us giving in and it's a gift instead.

Tristan: I'm trying to compromise here. I admit, I was wrong not talking to you, I let my temper and frustration get away with me, but now I'm trying to do what you want without going back on my word with Letty.

Sam: That is exactly why I am not waiting until Christmas. So yo better not come home, seriously. You have over stepped yourself. You told her no without talking to me, and now because you told her no I can't have a dog for myself.

Sam: That's why you should stay at work, because you are telling me I can't have a dog because you overreacted with Letty.

Text @ Papi

Tristan: Tempting, but no, I don't want you getting involved.

Tristan: Dude, you renamed her Rosy, I think she's as much yours as mine. Look, can we just wait until Letty's forgotten the whole thing? Maybe Christmas?

Sam: Seriously just stay at work, sleep thre, because I am so mad at you right now. I don't want to see you, talk to you, or hear you.

Sam: This is supposed to be a partnership, but you think you can make all the choices decisions without me. Well I am getting a dog and there is nothing you can do about it.

Sam: But seriously don't come home or call me.

thexevanias:

Selena whined and shook her head, even as she smiled. “No way, ohmyGod! Never gonna happen. Come on, you know I would be bad at it, I’m too sweet and little, I’m only bossy when I’m pissed off, and when I get pissed off I cry and you hate it when I cry.” She rested her chin in her hand as he set the cards down. “Hmm, that was fun, we should do that again sometime. You made beautiful noises.” She stood and moved over to him as he spoke, settling in his lap. “Card games are not why I wanted to see you.” She rested her forearms on his shoulders and leaned in to brush her nose to his. “I wanted to… play.” She kissed the tip of his nose. “You in the mood, caro mio?” Stupid question.

“oh yes way darling, you are going to have to sometime, since you say you like doing what I tell you to do.” He smirked and moving his hands to her thighs as she settled on his lap. “I did huh? And only for you.” He winked and pulled her closer. “I’m always in the the mood bella.” He cooed at her before moving to press a kiss to her neck. “What about you?”

Who has the better hand? || Selena&Amir

Text @ Papi

Tristan: I won't.

Tristan: Don't, I missed literally six out of eight of her birthdays, I don't think it would be you she'd be upset with if that was thing she got upset about.

Tristan: I can't remember his name, but he's really good looking lol they haven't been dating long but she's head over heels for him. Selena falls easy, but she's not stupid, so he must be special.

Tristan: No. I'm sorry, I just can't. Maybe Gisella, one day, but Mari and my madre, never. I can't abide their hatred. They're not good people, I don't know why you would want them in our lives anyway, they're homophobic and judgmental and live to hate. Like I said, Gisella, maybe, she's the one who had custody of Letty, and ever since she was born Gisella's been kinder to me. Plus she's the one who raised Letty, I don't want to cut her out of Letty's life. But you're never going to get me to be anything to my mother and Mari. You're welcome to get to know them if you want them in your life, I won't stop you, and if you want them in the baby's life you can do that too, I'm not unreasonable. But /I/ will not be there. There too much stuff, some of it you don't know yet, for me to be able to forgive or forget.

Tristan: Sam, we have a dog. I told Letty we couldn't get another one. If you bring a puppy home, she'll start asking you for things, then when you say no, well, she won't take it well. And she'll give me attitude about how you give her things she wants when I don't. We've already got our hands full with the resentment she's going to have when she's older and realizes why I wasn't around, do you really want to add to that?

Sam: Want me to punch them in the face? I could totally punch them and blame it on the hormones.

Sam: You have a dog, you not me and I will do what I WANT! I am getting a dog, end of discussion.