Aaliyahs POV
I stood in my bathroom debating on what to do for my hair and makeup. I grabbed a curling iron and plugged it in as I began my makeup. I did my brows, mascara, false lashes, and some spot concealing. I put on a pink/nude lipstick before calling it quits. I threw the dress on and started my hair. I began curling and then rolling each section up and throwing in hairspray. Have I mentioned I hate curling my hair? It takes an hour because of the length.
I finished my hair and felt like I had gained more muscle as I let the final curl cool. I began taking out the rolls and hair-spraying each piece before running my fingers through my hair, allowing it to get a bit messy. Once I was satisfied with my hair I went to find myself some shoes. I pulled out a black pair of dainty heels and slipped them on. I stepped out of my room and grabbed my keys and purse.
"Zak I'm ready!" I yelled out hoping he heard me.
I heard his bedroom door shut and saw him walk down the steps toward me.
"Damn you clean up nice." He said as I glanced up at him.
"Thanks. You do too." I replied as I tried to avoid any more attention than I was already getting.
"That dress is perfect!" He said as he tried to continue talking.
"Yeah. The most money I have ever spent on a dress." I replied with a small laugh.
"Best $500 I ever spent." He replied as he pulled my face to look up at him.
"That is right. I didn't pay." I replied as I noticed he was actually in a suit. His hair was styled as usual but he did in fact clean up very nicely.
"You ready to go?" He asked as he soaked in my face some more.
"Absolutely." I replied as I put my keys in his hands.
"We won't be taking your car. We will be taking one of mine." He said as he grabbed a set of keys and opened his garage door. I followed behind him as he opened the passenger door for me and waited for me to gather my dress. He got into his side before starting the car.
"A Mercedes ?" I asked.
"Yeah. Affordable luxury. Its a better decision I figure." He replied as we took off toward the restaurant. The closer we got the more nervous I became.
"You okay?" He asked as we showed up.
"Yeah. Just not used to... this." I said as I looked around me.
"Well you should get used to it. Its what you deserve." He replied as he handed his keys to valet and grabbed my hand. We walked in and the hostess smiled and took us to our seats. I gripped his hand tightly as people around the restaurant seemed to stare at me. We took our seats and the waitress soon appeared.
"Hi I'm Jill what can I get you two to drink?" She asked.
"I'll take a vodka cran." I said as I looked at Zak.
"Vodka soda." He replied. The waitress nodded and went to grab our drinks.
"Get whatever you like!" He said as he smiled up at me.
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Hate Me, Love Me (Zak Bagans FanFic)
RomanceA constant battle between love and hatred. Zak, a paranormal lead investigator, and Aaliyah, a professional singer and dancer, can never time things right between each other. Constant fighting, belittling, and unspoken battles plague these two. Yet...