"There's certain things that I adore. But I'm certain that I'm yours..."
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Chapter 22
July 26, 2015
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Zayn had completed one task out of the three that he had previously planned.
That being dinner.
He and Ella had gone to a nice French restaurant, but walked right back out once they realized that they couldn't understand the waiter, nor read the menu.
Due to the fact that it was all in French.
He asked where she would want to go, and upon answering his question, they had ended up being the nicest dressed people at McDonalds.
They both looked as if they had come from a royal ball, her in an elegant dress, and him in a suit and tie.
And while everyone else seemed to notice, they neither one cared enough to notice.
They were at the movie theater, watching 'Inside Out', when Zayn had leaned over and whispered something like this, "I feel like you would be joy"
She looked over at him. "You'd be disgust." she had said, then looked, casually, back at the screen.
"What?"
"You'd be disgust"
"Quiet, please." an older man, with 2 kids sitting next to him leaned up, and kindly whispered.
"I'm sorry" Ella replied with a kind smile.
The man nodded, smiling back.
"Are you saying that I'm disgusting?" Zayn continued.
"No! Not at all. You're quiet lovely, really." she said, popping a piece of the overpriced popcorn into her mouth.
He placed his hand on her knee, "You're a peach" he whispered into her ear, kissing her cheek.
Ella looked over at him, leaning in to kiss him.
One kiss, turned into two kisses, which progressed enough, that they were asked to leave.
Nothing inappropriate was happening, really.
But maybe the older guy just didn't want his kids seeing the couple, falling in love.
"So what's next?" Zayn asked, taking her hand.
"I don't know. You're the man with the plan. You tell me."
"The beach? Yeah, that sounds like a great idea Ella! That's why you're here. You've the greatest plans."
She laughed, "That wasn't my plan, but whatever, Mr. Malik."
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"It's so peaceful out here" Ella whispered, looking at the sun setting into the horizon.
"It's beautiful, yes. But you're even more beautiful, Ella May Michaels."
She smiled at him. "Zayn, would it be possible for us to maybe get a hotel, or even go back to your house?"
Zayn swallowed hard, but nodded.
He had a feeling that he knew what she was thinking.
And for him and her both, they knew it was right.
They knew that it was finally okay.
She believed that, in her heart, he was the man that she was destined to love. The one that would love not only her naked body, but, as well, her naked soul.
And as for Zayn, although he wouldn't necessarily be giving her his purity, he would be taking hers.
But there was no guilt in the thought.
Because he loved her. He loved everything about her.
There was ultimately nothing that could be said or done to stop them from loving each other.
And as they got into his car, and drove home, he knew that there was no better time to make love to the first person that he had ever loved.
