Darling.

Chapter 4

At first, I freeze, not able to move as his lips were pressed onto mines. After less than three seconds I come to life, my body reacting to his delicate touch. My arms wrap around his shoulders, kissing back. I close my eyes, deepening the kiss, wanting to feel him more, because this is so great. Seconds later, I open my eyes again, looking into his brown ones. My smile grows against his lips and he simply strokes his hand through my hair continuously.

'Zayn...' I breath, not quite sure what I want to tell him.

'Shhh.' He whispers gently, moving both of his hands to my back, touching my bare skin, 'You don't have to worry anymore.'

I softly kiss the corner of his delicate lips. Then his sharp jawline, not caring about his stubbles. Beards are a different story..

'I really didn't think you'd be so nice when I first saw you.' I chuckle.

'I thought you were a posh girl from England. Like Louis's ex-girlfriend.' He tells me.

'Louis had a girlfriend here?' I ask.

'Yea. With her he got the idea of leaving England. But she left him, because she wanted to travel further and he didn't.' He explains. I can hear the sadness and pity he feels for his friend.

'Oh.' I say.

'But oh well, he has us.' He says to lighten the mood. I smile.

'I believe you are great friends.' I say.

'Yea, we're very close.' He says, smiling at the idea, 'Anyway, let's go.'

'Where?' I ask.

'You'll see.' He smirks and stands up.

He gently grabs my wrist and pulls me downstairs, outside, to the car. He gestures for me to sit down at the passenger seat and he jogs to the other side. Then he starts driving.

'Where are we going?' I ask, excitement clear in my voice.

'You like adventures?' He assumes.

'Yea of course! Adventures are pretty cool and exciting.' I say.

'Especially with me as your company.' He smirks.

'Or me as your company.' I correct him, emphasizing the "me" and "your". He simply chuckles.

We arrive at a small mound, from where you can see the beautiful sunset, slowly dissapearing behind a meadow.

'It's beautiful.' I say.

'I know.' He grins. Then we stop talking. He sits down in the grass and I do the same. We simply watch the orange with red and purple sky.

'I barely know anything about you.' I sag abruptly.

'What do you want to know then?' He asks.

'I don't know.' I say.

'Let's ask each other questions, because I don't know very much about you either.' He says.

'Okay. I go first. Where were you born?' I ask.

'Here.' He answers, 'What's your full name?' He asks me.

'Perrie Louise Edwards.' I tell him, 'What's your favorite food?' I ask.

'Hmm, I don't know.' He sighs, 'What's your favorite food?' He asks.

'Everything.' I smile.

'Everything?' He asks laughing.

'Everything.' I answer again.

'How do you know? I think you haven't tasted all the food of the world yet.' He says.

'True. That's my goal. I want to taste everything. And then, in the end, I'll think to myself: "I really liked that hamburger I ate with Zayn once.." For example.' I tell him. He laughs.