Missing Pages (Book 2)

Winter Ball

Zayn's POV~
Saturday came quite quickly after that night. Louis, Liam & I were all getting ready in Lou's dorm. I hate wearing suits, but tonight I actually don't mind it too much. It's for Harry..this whole night needs to be perfect for him.

I look at myself in the mirror. I'm wearing dark brown almost black leather shoes, black slacks & a light denim colored button up shirt, with a black blazer & a grey tie. My hair is flat, no gel. But I kinda like it. Speaking of my hair, I got a blonde streak in it earlier this morning. Yeah, I know, what kind of dude dyes a blond streak in their hair? Well I don't give a fuck, I look hot as hell, case closed.

Louis walks over & puts his arm over my shoulder. Looking at me through the mirror's reflection. He's wearing a white button up with little black dots on it & a sleek black blazer, with like a silk lining. His hair, unlike mine, is gelled up into a quiff.

"You look good mate." He says, breaking me out of my thoughts.

"Always do." I smirk, & he rolls his eyes, slipping his arm off my shoulder & walking over to his dresser to spray on some cologne.

"You guys ready?" Liam asks, standing up from tying his shoe. Liam was more classically dressed. Black slacks, plain white button up, under a black button up vest, with a black blazer over it. His hair was also in a quiff.

"Yep!" Louis chirps. I roll my eyes & slip my hands into my pockets, biting my lip, & following them out. We would sneak Josh in from the back door, so we didn't exactly need to get together before the dance.

Once we got to Harry & Niall's dorm, Liam-being the polite one-knocked. I rolled my eyes, not that he noticed.

The door opened, & Niall smiled at Liam before pulling him into a hug. Niall was wearing a plain white t-shirt & a black blazer, the middle button was buttoned, & black skinny jeans. Classic themed, apart from the jeans. Just like Liam. They we're made for each other let me tell ya.

I pushed in past the two love birds & stopped dead in my tracks when I saw him. His curls were gelled up. He was wearing a dark, navy blue button up with white hearts scattered all over. Along with a black blazer, and tight..and I mean tight, black skinny jeans. As if they would fall off, he also wore a brown belt & black ankle boots.

My heart sped up, & the air felt like it had disappeared from my lungs. He looked..I don't even have words for how he looked.

(Picture of all their outfits attached above)

"You..you look. Wow." I manage out. Wow..really Zayn? That's the best you can say? Ugh..stupid idiot. I internally scold myself, as the rest of the boys laugh & Harry just stands there blushing at the ground, smiling slightly.

"Someone having a little trouble with controlling their pants there?" Louis jokes.

I turn around & roll my eyes at him, "Fuck off." I say back. Harry walks up beside me & slips his hand into mine & I fight to keep the smile from appearing on my face..but it's no use once he leans up & kisses my cheek.

"You look amazing too." He whispers, a faint blush still coloring his cheeks. I don't reply to that, I just smile at him & slip my fingers in between his.

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As we enter the gymnasium my phone buzzes. With my spare hand I fish it out of my pocket.

From Donny: Tonight. Midnight. Don't be late.

I bite my lip, how the hell am I gonna get away from Harry tonight? The dance doesn't end till 11 & he was going to spend the night with me..maybe I could sneak out..but how could I get him asleep by 12? No..before 12. I have to get him asleep by 11:30...maybe if I tire him out enough dancing? Or I could give him a quick fuck..