Trainspotting for a Heroin Dream

6. Dinner With Who?

*Zayn POV*

(a/n: this is about to be a long ass chapter, yall...just saying, prepare yourself)

Instead of actually leaving to get ready for this "date", Zayn decided to walk around with Chelsea to get his things for his date. Sure, it made no sense and sounded totally bizarre and unnatural, but this point in their...whatever, nothing was normal.

They had caught a bus to the mall, and it wasn't the best idea time/length wise; however, they got to spend time with each other.

"Okay. What about this one?" Zayn asked, holding up a leather vest to his chest. Chelsea was sitting upside down on a lounge chair, watching Zayn as she kicked her feet up on the mirror.

"Yeah, for a gay club. Then again, we're going to Olive Garden. Try again, buddy," she protested. As he started to turn it around to put it back on the rack, he heard her protest again.

"Wait! If you pair that with a bowler hat, you're good," Chelsea spoke up, making Zayn sigh heavily in a joking manner.

"Thank you, Tyra Banks." He looked up at the other set of mirrors to see Chelsea's smiling reflection. He just couldn't help but smile back at her.

"Not a problem, darling. Now, what to do about me?" Chelsea moaned, biting her bottom lip. Zayn quickly looked away from the mirror, trying not to stare too hard. She was seducing him, and it was working. It was working really well.

"Um, how about this?" Zayn said, picking up a random dress. Chelsea just stared at him with amusement.

"It's sweet. I'm not that sweet, Zayn. Give it here." Zayn extended his arm out as she reached for the black dress with mini sunflowers. She stalked over to the dressing room, and when he heard the lock click, he let out a sigh of frustration.

"Zayn? Could you help me in here? I think it's stuck!" Chelsea cried from inside the room. He was getting bored sitting out here, and it was as if someone had heard his prayers. He stood up and walked over to her room as she slowly undid the lock.

"It's the zipper. I need you to unzip it," Chelsea asked. Zayn placed his fingertips on the zipper and slowly unzipped her, his fingers trailing down her back. Chelsea released soft moans as he continued down her back and to the elastic on her underwear. She turned around to face him and kissed him, pulling at his bottom lip and leaving plush, soft tickles of air on him with her pillowy, low-pink lips. She started to kiss him on his neck, nibbling on his soft skin as his knees began to buckle under him. He started playing with the elastic on her panties as she giggled soft, breathy laughs into his neck.

"Zayn," Chelsea cooed, not catching his attention as he started to slide them off of her thighs. "Zaaaa-aaaaayyynnnn..."

"ZAYN! Earth to Zayn! Hello?" Chelsea screamed, shaking Zayn out of his daydream. "What do you think of my dress?" Chelsea cooed, pouting and biting her finger seductively. Zayn's eyes traced her buxom shape, making him smile.

"It's...it's alright. It makes you look...sweet" Zayn said, smiling and walking up to Chelsea, who had removed her hair from a bun, thrown it over her head, and pressed it up against her head while she pouted to the mirror. He threw his arms around her waist and rested his head on her shoulder. "It would look even better off of you, too" he stated playfully, nudging the dress off her shoulder. All Chelsea could do was blush.

"Will you stop that and just get me the damn dress like a gentlemen?" she laughed. A gentlemen, she called him a gentlemen, meaning she thought he was special and worth keeping around. Zayn liked the sound of that.

"Sure thing" he said happily. Zayn sat back down and waited patiently for her to remove her dress, tapping his foot along to the song that was coming throughout the store's speakers. In all honesty, Zayn was actually pretty nervous. This girl had a special magic about her, one that he couldn't quite figure out, but she just made his stomach twist and turn in a good way. It was like she was the suspense in a movie, and no matter if it was good or bad, he would still wait for it and watch in amazement.