One Direction Imagines

First meeting each other. Zayn (his POV)

First meeting each other- Zayn (his POV)

I did not even look at the store before walking in the store. I should have but I was too focused on the beautiful girl working the register.

"Sir, do you need any help?" A woman with a manager badge asked coming up to me.

"No I am just liking for...." I looked around and saw that I walked into Victoria Secret, "Perfume, for my sister."

"Oh well those are this way, follow me this way." She lead me over to a large display of different perfumes, "Just find me if you need any more help."

"Thank you." I said looking at random ones. I waited until she walked away before grabbing a random one and going to the checkouts, "Hi." I tried to say casually.

"Hi, was there anything else you would like help with?" She smiled at me. I looked at her name tag and saw that her name was Y/N.

Her smile literally made me smile, "No, but ummm... Thanks anyway." I smiled weakly at her.

"Okay, you have a nice day." She said with a slight hesitation.

I almost walked away but I changed my mind, "Can you tell me if this one is good for sisters birthday?" Not what I was going to ask but my mouth said it anyway.

"Sure." She sprayed a little on her wrist and frowned, "This one is nice but I bought the newest one and it smells a bit sweeter, but that is just my preference."

"Okay. Thank you. She is not into sweet ones but if she does not like this one I will have to try that one." I smiled taking the bottle back.

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After that I kept going back to Victoria Secret just to see her. Always with the excuse that I had to buy it for a party, I am not that creepy.

It wasn't until my mother received a bottle of their perfume that someone actually said anything about all the Victoria Secret gifts, "Zayn, why are we all getting Victoria Secret gifts lately?" My older sister Doni asked.

"Nothing just thought you guys might like some." I said wanting to stop ant farther questions.

"You refused to go into the bra section of any store with Mum since you were able to walk. There is no way that you are now willing to go to Victoria Secret, known for their bras and underwear." She smiled at me that told me she figured it out, "What is the workers name?"

"You can't-. Y/N." I said hanging my head.

She laughed rubbing circles into my back, "Sweetie, that is cute. I bet that she is amazing."

"Well she doesn't even know I like her." I said sadly.

"No." She laughed, "A woman can almost always tell."

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Donya finally got me to go to Victoria Secret with her. It was less awkward alone. I saw Y/N putting out some new items. "That is her over there." I said gesturing in her direction.

"The Y/C/H (your color hair)?" She said walking in that direction.

"Yes, Doni what are you doing?" I whisper yelled at her.

"I am going to meet her." She said walking that way still.

I watched them talk before Doni walked over to another rack. Y/N turned around and saw me, "Hey Zayn. Do you need help with anything?"

"No, here with my sister. It's a bit awkward." I said with a small laugh.

"Well I would hate to be the one to tell you but, you are always kind of awkward when you come here. But that is okay, I still think you are cool." She smiled at me reassuringly.

"It's just this place that makes me awkward. If you ever hung out with me in public I would not be so awkward." I smiled at her then I realized what I said and how it could be taken.

"And what if you are still awkward?" She asked.

"Then it just might be you making me that way." I saw Donya watching from a few feet behind laughing at me.

"Just might have to test that theory." She said nervously.

"Yeah, let me get your number so we can find time to test it." I said pulling out my phone, "Who knows might take more than one trial to get a scientificly correct result."

"Yeah." She took it and put her number, "So just text me."

"Yeah. See you soon Y/N." I said motioning for Donya to hurry up.

"Shut up, Lover boy, the more time we spend here the more time to get with girl." She said going through a few more of the racks.