Dared Love

Chapter 4

* The next week on saturday* Me and Zayn have been really good, I've got to know a side of him I didn't know of. He took me on a couple more dates and they were all fun. It was nice to be with him but we still haven't kissed. Maybe he just needs time. Maybe. We will just have to see. "Blahhhhh" someone screamed in my ear.I opened my eyes and saw Angela there. "What time is it?", I asked groggily. "It's 9", she said. " It's too early" I said as I put the covers over my head."No it's not", Angela said as she pulled them off me and on to the floor. "We're going to the mall", she said. "Okay",I sighed. As I was getting up I heard a *beep* * beep* which meant I got a text.

From Zayn

Me: Morning xx I'm going with Angela to the mall, what about you?xx

From Zayn

Me: Sure will, tell Chris the same. Yea babe, at what time? xx

From Zayn

Me : Okay babe, well I got to go get ready, I'll see you later xx

From Zayn

When we stopped texting, Angela came out of the bathroom. "What are you smiling about?", she asked. "Nothing, I said. Oh and Zayn says hi. "

"Oh cool, she said. I'm gonna go take a shower while you get ready. ", I said. "Okay",she replied.

After I got out of the shower I changed into skinny jeans and a shirt with red converse and my hair into a ponytail. Angela was wearing a flower top with Skinny jeans and white flats, her hair was down. We ate and then headed out the door to my car. After 4 hours of shopping we decided to go home and watch a movie. We decided to watch Mean Girls. oh how I love that movie. We were laughing so hard we almost choked on the chips we were eating. Time went by fast and it was 3:45. I said goodbye to Angela and headed off to Zayn's house. It was a nice house. I got out of my car and knocked on the door. The door opened and there stood a pretty lady. " hello dear, you must be Marissa, I'm Trisha,Zayn's mom. "Nice to meet you", I said as I pulled out my hand for her to shake. Instead she gave me a hug. I warmly returned the hug along with hugging the rest of his family. After I greeted everybody, he led me up the stairs to his room. "So with what do you need help with", I asked. " For English I have to do a Poem, but I don't know what to write about", he said. "You should write about how you're feeling, what's on your mind", I said as I put my hand gently on top of his. I felt something when I touched him, I wonder if he felt it too. He looked up. I guess he did feel it. He looked at me and back to our hands and said, " I feel warm." "That's a good start", I said. "Yea it came from your touch", he said. "Is that good?", I asked. "Very", he smiled. I smiled back and he said," I'll do a poem about you." "Aww that's so sweet", I said. " Anything for you babe", he said. I blushed and Zayn observe me and jotted down what he was thinking. After 10 minutes he came up with something, he cleared his throat, it went like this..