Black

Chapter 10

I never was the type of girls boys turn their heads to check my bum when I walk by. I never was the girl who would make two guys fight over her. I never was the girl who would get a Valentine date –I never been on a date, to be honest -. I'm invisible to the male population. And ever since the dark plot twist named Zayn was brought to my life I felt at least ten times more confident. Ten times more desired. Ten times more wanted.

I look up at my mum who is now sitting next to me in her bed. Still not believing her seventeen years old daughter who is obsessed with books and bands is actually going out with a guy – a real guy-. 
She sits down and tucks her legs into the bed, she warps her arms around her small frame and leans forward. And I struggle to figure out if she's really a middle aged woman or only ten years old.

"What's his name?" she whispers like we're in the middle of a test with a little giggle.

"Zayn." I smile at her cuteness. 

"And how the hell did you found him?" 

I shrug. "I don't know, we kinda just met"

My mum nods. Still hungry for more details. "How does he look like?" her sweaty palm keeping her chin in place as she leans forward, listening carefully. 

I roll my eyes at her. and she gives me a look. The come-on-tell-me look.

"well," I shift getting comfy. "He's tall," I grin

"I love tall boys."

"Black hair and golden eyes," I stare at the ceiling remember little things about him.

My mum lets out a small sigh.

"He's really handsome." I assure her. she smiles.

"And you're going out tonight?" she asks.

"Yep." 

"and what the hell are you still doing here?! Shouldn't you like get dressed or something?!" my mum gets excited for silly things.

"it's not even 6 yet." I point out. "He's coming to pick me up at 8"

"Would you let me do your makeup?" she shoots me a puppy face. She knows I can't resist them. 

"But," I think of an excuse. "It's just a causal date." 

She gives me another look. "There's no such thing as a causal date, honey" she says. "You shouldn't go plain to your first date."

She push herself off the bed and walks me to my bedroom. She reaches for my wardrobe's knobs and pulls them open. Her eyes searches for an acceptable dress for such an important event. 

"Oh, I never saw you in this" she points at a black fitted little dress with lace sleeves. I think for a second and I remember Zayn's voice :

"Wear the black lace dress in your closet." I blink few times.

"oh, this?" I rip it away from her. "I- I got it few days ago." I chuckle uncomfortably.

"Well it's really pretty," She crosses her hands, looking up and down at me. –like zayn once did- probably imagining me in it. "Go put it on, just to see."

I did. It was pretty, and obviously expensive. Incredibly chic. And I still don’t understand why he got it for me in the first place. How can he be so sure I'd say yes and go on a date with him? 

I walk back to the room as my mum tried to find a matching heel. I walk back and she looks up. "…wow" she says with a gasp. And I can see the admiration in her dark green eyes.

I – try to - spin a little. The dress was so damn tight. "Do you like it?" I say softly. She nods 

"You look beautiful, love." 

"God mum, please don't make it an emotional moment I had so much drama today, already." A voice says inside me.

"What heel should I wear?" I say out loud quickly before my mum cries. She always do.

"um," she rubs her eyes. "This one is hot." She grabs a black top heeled leather ankle boots with very small spikes. They were at least 5 inches. 

I give her a indecision look. "Are you sure I can walk in there?!"

I put them on and try to take a step. It felt weird and I felt like my head was touching the ceiling. I felt like a mountain.

"You look so beautiful." She says again with a smile and I lean from my height and give her a quick hug. Oh, how many hugs I gave today. 

"Now," she lets me go. And I stand up straight again. "Go change, we don't want to ruin the dress." 
She walks out of my room to her messy room again. Failing to notice that she's sending her only lamb to the dark wolf.