Remember Me (Zayn Malik Fanfic)

Chapter 4

*ZAYNS POV*

I woke up at 8:00 the next morning. Way earlier then what I was use to. I got dressed in lose cacky's and a plaid button-up denim shirt. I sprayed on some colonge and grabbed my wallet. I walked out of the hotel room leaving the rest of the boys to sleep in. I walked down to the Emma's room and knocked on the door. She answered and smiled up at me, "Hi," she said in a peppy tone. 

"You ready?" I ask her.

"Yupp." she says popping the 'p.'

I turn to give her my arm, which is what a total gentlemen what do, which I was the complete opposite of. She hooked her arm into mine and I started to guide her down the flight of stairs in the hotel and into the lobby. We walked out the front door. I told her to put her hood up so no one would see us, and thankfully she did as I said. We slipped our hoods up and applied our sunglasses. I guided her down the street to where my favorite diner was in New York City. Me and the boys always came to this diner when we were in New York. It was called "Ellen's Stardust Diner." 

We walked through the front door of this retro, 50's themed resturant. I tell them that we need a table for two and they lead us over to a vacant table, perfect for us. I sit on one side of the table, and Emma on the other. We both immediately start looking at the breakfast section on our menus. 

"Everything looks so good." Emma says.

I cock an eyebrow at her saying, "Aren't models suppose to watch what they eat?"

She sighs, "Yes, but I don't. Thats exactly why I'm not stick thin like the rest of them."

I chuckle and murmur, "Thats why you don't look anorexic like the rest of them."

She smiles and continues to look at her menu. We order our drinks and start to make small talk. 

"So do you know Carley?" I ask. "The one that Harry hooked up with?"

She giggles, "Of course I know Carley. Shes been in this buisness with me since we were 16."

"So do you think she would be a good influence on my mate, Harry? Because I think he is really serious about her." I say.

"Of course. They would be perfect." She says. 

This is a whole different side to her that I didn't see yesterday at the fashion show. She was actually talking nice about other people and smiling and laughing. I remember her coming to my room last night and saying "You don't know why I am the way that I am." I would like to know why but I would hate to invade on her privacy as well. 

Emma must notice that I am in a daze and she says, "I know what your thinking, Zayn." I look up to see her looking down and fiddling with her straw. 

"What do you mean?" I question her, but we are interuppted by our waitress taking our orders. We both say what we want and surprisingly Emma was not lying, that girl can eat. 

"This is my first date." Emma says to me still looking away from me. "I've never been on a date." she looks up to me. 

"Never?" I question her. 

"Nope. I have never dated a guy who did stuff like this for me. Guys use me, Zayn."

I sit up and rest my arms on the table and look at her, "They don't deserve you."

She smiles. "You aren't gonna use me to get some ass are you?" She questions me, laughing. 

"Never." I say dramatically. 

Our food arrives and we immediately start digging in. It seems like forever since we ordered and to be honest, I could of ate a horse. 

*EMMAS POV*

I don't care if Zayn saw me eat like a pig, I was a pig and food was my best friend. I did not exactly shove the food in my face, but I did eat at fast speed. I didn't mind because Zayn was doing the same thing I was. We did not talk at all after our food arrived. We were just concentrated on consuming this food as fast as we could. When we both finished Zayn looked up at me and said, "I like a girl who can eat."

I giggle, "Good, because your looking at one." I say.

He chuckles and the waitress comes over with the bill. Zayn takes it before I can even look at it. "How much do I owe you?" I ask.

"Nothing." is his simple response. 

"Zayn, I don't want you to pay for the whole thing."

"Too bad." he chuckles.

I groan and put my money back into my purse. I knew Zayn would never let me pay. 

He leaves the money on the table and we get up to leave. He slides his arm around my waist as we walk out of the diner. We took the walk back to the hotel and to be honest I was freeezing my ass off. It would of been worse if Zayn didn't have his arm wrapped around he the whole time. 

We finally make it back to the hotel and he walks me to my room. "I wanna do this again." he says to me sliding his hands into his pockets. 

I turn to him before opening my door. "Me too." I smile. 

He smiles, "I'll see you soon, Emma."

I watch him walk down the hallway in the hotel and out the corridor until I could no longer see him.

Perfect first date.