Start again Chapter II

Part 39

"Am i a better dancer now?" Zayn asked as he leads the dance again, back to front and side to side.

"Yes" I smiled proudly, looking at Zayn who is winking and grinning to me.

"Well, that is a reliefe" He chuckles.

"I'm tired" I said as i feel my legs started to be a little weaker.

"Want to stop?" He asked, stopping the dance and put his hands on my arms.

"Yes, please" i smiled softly, looking at his dark but beautiful chocolate eyes, which are locked at mine.

"Wow..." He mumbles, making me look at him with weirdness.

"Wow, what?" I asked, looking at him with a smile formed on my lips. God, looking at him with the light shining just behind him, making him look abselotuly handsome. His jet black hair is puffing, his skin colour matches perfectly with his beautiful face, and don't get me start about his smirk.

That seductive smirk. God, any girl will fall for that. Just like i did.

"Nothing.. You just look abselotuly stunning" He let out a breath, and a grin after.

His eyes goes sparkling as i give him my smile.

"Come on" Zayn held my hand tighter and started to lead me out of this ball room, and head up to a little room, with a balcony.

"Where are you taking me?" I asked, letting out a little giggle, looking at Zayn who is trying to open the balcony door. He tried to push, and pull, and push and pull but it wont open.

"Damned.." He groans, looking at me with sorry.

I look around and see one little blue button just behind the curtains which is next to Zayn.

Maybe that's the button for the door.

I look at Zayn who kept cursing the door and stuffs, so i just silently wall towards the button, and when i am next to it.

I let out a giggle and push the button. And, in fact yes. I am correct. The door to the balcony slowly opens and make some sounds as it slides opens.

"What?" Zayn turn around, then look at my direction.

I gave him a snort when he groans, and punch his face with his hand.

"Really?" I snorted, teasing him.

"Yeah, whatever. This is a big house y'know" He shrugs, shaking his head, as i make my way out from the room and into the balcony.

And let me tell you, as i take one little step to the balcony. The cold and fresh air welcomes me really well.

I make my way to the edge of the balcony, taking in the beautiful view this balcony shows. The garden is filled with roses, a little swing set, a little pod, and also a beautiful little fountain in the center.

The smell of the roses came crawling to my nose since i came to this house. Beautiful red, white roses.

"Come on, we're close" i felt his rough hands on my shoulder, makinh me turn around and follow him. What i didn't realize is, this balcony actually has a metal staircase on the edge of this black painted color balcony.

Zayn stopped when he reached the second stair and turn around, handing me his hand.

I gave him a weird smile, then accept his hand, holding it warmly. Somehow, as his skin touches mine. The cold air is long gone. I can't feel the cold anymore. I only can feel the warmth of his skin.

We both slowly started to walk down the staircase. My hand touches the cold metal railing, and slide my hand as we both walk down.

When we finally reach the last stair case, i gasp of what i am seeing.