I finished up my makeup for the show and put on the outfit I laid out earlier. It was a simple silk cream colored dress with a white blazer over top. I put on a small handbag to match.
I took a final look in the mirror and approved. As I cleaned up my makeup on the counter my bathroom door opened.
Zayn walked in with a black dress shirt and black jeans.
He walked up to me and I was soon welcomed by the smell of his rich cologne.
He stood behind me in the mirror. He placed his large hands on my waist and nuzzled his face into my neck.
"You look nice babe" he mumbled against my neck. "Thank you, you look quite handsome yourself" I said making him chuckle.
"Of course I do" he said with a conceited tone. I rolled my eyes playfully as he walked around me.
He stood in the small space between me and the counter. He slightly leaned on it and placed his hands on my hips.
He breathed out in content "I have something for you" he spoke.
I furrowed my eyebrows "what do you mean?" I questioned.
He reached behind him and got something out his back pocket.
He put it in between us and in front of me was a long velvet box.
I caught on and was about to protest but was cut off when he opened the box.
I'm front of me laid the most beautiful necklace I've ever seen.
I lightly gasped at its beauty. I looked back up at Zayn with frantic eyes "no you don't have to no Zayn I can't let you- it's just so much and- ah I can't even speak" I rambled frantically.
He chuckled "don't get too excited, it's only a loan I have to give it back tomorrow"
I looked back at the necklace and finally smiled. I held a big grin on my face and looked at him. I quickly threw myself on him and met his lips. I wrapped my arms around his neck.
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Opening act (Z.M)
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