"You help me choose what to wear!"
Leyla was "helping" me to get ready for tonight. What is going on tonight, you might ask? Well, Zayne invited me over to his place for dinner. Since today is Valentines Day, Zayne decided to celebrate it together.
"Oke, how about this?"
I walked out wearing a white knitted sweater and black jeans. Leyla eyed me from head to toes before shaking her head in disapproval.
"Are you going to elderly home or Zaynes' house?"
"Hey, it's not that bad!"
Leyla gave me a 'are you serious look', and I just went back to try something on. Zayne finishes work in 2h, and I haven't even decided what to wear. Could say thanks to the wanderer me and Leyla run into at market centre.
After changing, I walked out wearing a black top and black jeans. Leylas' expression said she wasn't really pleased with the outfit.
"No, too plain. You have to spice it up!"
I took a deep breath and went back to changing.
"Did Zayne mention what you both doing today?"
"Not really, only that we are eating dinner at his place."
I yelled back to Leyla from the other room. I wore the last outfit and came out.
"Okey, this is the last one, and if this is bad too, I'm simply cancelling the plans."
Leyla smiled at me and gave thumbs up. I guess she really is a dress girl, since she approved this silky red dress that reached slightly over my knees.
I looked at myself in the mirror, sliding my hands over my figure. The dress wasn't extremely tight but not loose either. Aren't I overdressed?
"Leyla, I don't know. I feel like I'm overdressed. It's just a simple dinner, after all."
"Hell no! It's Valentines Day! When else are you going to wear this if not today? Don't worry, this is perfect. Anyways I should rush back home, I have plans on my own, too."
I giggled. Leyla mentioned that she, too, has plans today, which wasn't surprising.
"Sure you go and have a nice evening with your 'almost boyfriend'."
"Come on, you know, things are a little complicated between us, but I will make it work."
Leyla left, and I was all alone to start preparing. Hair, make-up, I still have to manage that in such a short time.
Just as I was applying lipstick, I heard a doorbell. I guess Zayne is here. Saying I wasn't nervous would be a lie. Never in my dreams spend Valentines Day with Zayne.
I rushed to open the door to see Zayne holding a bouquet with red roses. I stared at him like I was daydreaming. Zayne was in a black shirt and black jeans. It suited him so well.
Zayne reached out to give me the flowers, which I gladly accepted. I stepped aside to let Zayne in. As he stepped inside, I closed the doors and turned to him just to find Zayne already looking at me.
"Thanks for flowers. I will put them inside a vase, take my stuff, and them we can go."
Zayne just nodded. Was he really not going to say anything? I mea- never mind it's Zayne after all.
I did what I told. After gathering my stuff, I walked with Zayne downstairs to his car. I could feel Zayne glancing at me a few times but didn't say anything. Maybe he thinks I overdressed for tonight.
