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08: Twenty Two Year Olds Aren't Scared of Dates

☀️ Jenna Walker - July 17, 2015

"This is nice," I comment while looking around the quiet restaurant before letting my eyes meet Zayn's. He was staring at me with this admirable smile that made me smile and look down at the menu.

After getting off of work and changing, I drove myself to ZeN's and talked to Clover until Niall finished locking up the store while Zayn changed in the back room. Niall and Clover gave us a suggestive look before we left making both Zayn and I to turn a bright red. Fifteen minutes after leaving the store, we arrived at an Italian restaurant (which happened to be my favorite type of food). The car ride was filled with countless stories and learning more about each other - which made me fall harder for the boy right in front of me.

"Yeah," Zayn agrees while taking a sip of his water. "It feels good to be on a date again."

"So you haven't been on a date after the whole Amy thing?"

"Nope... I was honestly just so afraid of the same thing happening again," he admits while meeting my eyes. "But let's not talk about that right now. Do you know what you're ordering?"

I glance down at the menu before smiling. "I say we just get a big plate of spaghetti and pull a Lady and the Tramp."

"Are you calling me a tramp?" Zayn muses making me roll my eyes.

"Shut up, Zayn." I laugh before hitting his hand with the laminated menu. He chuckles too before turning towards the waiter to order our large plate of spaghetti. 

Throughout the date, Zayn and I talked about every little thing that came to mind as well as share smiles and laughs. It was safe to say that this was the best date I've been on. Granted, the last date I went on was in a barn but still. Not to mention that when he drove back to his shop so I could get my car, he opened my door and walked me to the silver car.

When I lean against the driver's door he takes hold of my right hand. "I had a great time. It was fun just talking and seeing you get very messy from spaghetti."

"I wasn't raised with manners!" I exclaim with a smile making him chuckle.

He takes grasp of my left hand when I attempt to shove him away. "I thought it was cute. Besides, I cleaned you up so you wouldn't be embarrassed."

And then we just stared at each other for a moment, soft smiles grazing our features as he takes a step closer to me. By this time, my heart started beating faster than normal making me press my lips together - a habit that I was desperately trying to get rid of. (I wasn't much of a habit loving girl.) His hands moved from my hands to my upper arm, leaving goosebumps in their wake.

When he's close enough, I speak up, "Wait. I have something to tell you."

"Please tell me you're into me and not Niall," Zayn mumbles a few inches away from me, his voice only half teasing. His eyes, in the soft light of the street lights, made them look like the softest of browns with long eyelashes making them the more striking.

But I couldn't help myself.

"I cannot tell a lie," I whisper before laughing when Zayn pouts. He starts to pull away but I immediately place my hands on his cheeks to keep him close to me. "I was kidding, Z."

"You better be," he murmurs before leaning into me to press his lips against my own.

And it was the best kiss I've ever had.

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(A/N): YESSSSS A DATE AND A KISS! Sorry for the late update, I just got home today and I like, the first thing I did was write this chapter lol so sorry for any mistakes you stumble upon.

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p.s. this gif just makes my heart flutter