There I was again tonight
Forcing laughter, faking smiles
Same old tired, lonely place
Walls of insincerity
Shifting eyes and vacancy vanished when I saw your face
All I can say is it was Enchanting to meet you
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Your *POV*
I glanced as everyone in the room were dancing, laughing, having the time of their lives. I don't know why exactly I came here. It was just a thought of my friend for me to. I didn't have the time to say no to her, well, because. Would you ever say no, if you saw those big puppy eyes, eyelashes fluttering, and not to mention the pouty face at you? No? Didn't think so.
Eveyone was so into everyone else, they didn't seem to mind me, the only girl at our prom not dancing or talking, the dance was themed as a "Masquerade Ball" but in my opinion, everyone stood out so why the masks? There was Tim, who was obviously drunk by the 'punch' bowl. And Jake who was kissing every girl. I don't see how people don't recognize others. It's pretty sad if you tell me,but other then that, I guess this dance wasn't the most lamest one out of all the others we've had.
I heard someone call my name as I winced, I turned and saw the most horrible thing in sight. Abby Coleman. She was the most 'popular' girl at our school. But to me most like snottiest. I groaned, and looked at her. "Yes? Abby". She laughed so loud that even people from China possibly heard her .Poor kids. "Mind to ask why you're all by yourself?" She asked cockily. I rolled my eyes and looked anywhere else besides her. "Mind to ask me why, you "Miss. I'm so stuck up if I get worse than that you'll see how much plastic surgery I've gone through" cares why I'm alone?" I smiled sarcastically, hell yeah I owned that! Anyone else notice my sarcasm? No, ok.. She snorted and looked at me, "Watch it"
"And she strikes!" I said raising my arms up. She looked at me as if I was some weird chick. Which was I guess, a good way to describe me? Oh well. "Just watch your damn back Y/L/N" She got up and spotted Zayn, who was making his way towards our seats, well mine to be exact. Plastic over here just came to get an atuograph from me. Ok so maybe me talking in my head is a little bit weird, but hey? I like it. "Zayn! Hi" Abby smiled sweetly. Wow first time. Zayn smiled weakly, but past her. She looked at him as if he just skipped a nobell prize. I rolled my eyes, but soon glanced up to see Zayn sitting next to me. Abby looked at both of us and walked away, as her 'friends' followed behind.
Zayn began to speak, as I was about to get up. I looked at him raising an eyebrow. "If you came here to just make me feel better about me being by myself, I'm about to go" I stated quickly, but for some reason I wanted to stay and sit with him, as cheesy as that sounds, he wasn't the most, horrible stuck up person in this school. He chuckled, as he turned and faced me. I felt myself blush off guard, what the hell? I shook off the feeling, and looked back at him. "Well..." I started staring down at my dress. "Would you like to dance?" He asked, scratching the back of his head nervously. I stood there shocked a little, because every girl wants him, how am I to know this was possibly a joke? He wasn't stuck up, but a player, yep. You'd see his name on that chart. "Uhm. I.. Sure" I smiled. He smiled back, but his more of a relieved smile, it was still cute either way. Wait? Shit.
He took my hand leading me to the 'dance floor' most likely the middle of our gym. I felt a cage of butterflies realse in my stomach. The palm of my hands began to get sweaty, I bit my lip nervously hoping he wouldn't notice. We stopped as he turned to me smiling softly, almost reasuring me I was safe with him. I did too. Maybe he wasn't as what other people thought of him to be, maybe there was more to just his 'bad-ass' image he pulls off. I felt his eyess studying me, as I looked back down at the floor. I felt his finger touch my chin, just one single touch can make me get chills. He brought my gaze back up to meet his eyes.
"You know you're cute when you get nervous" He let go of my chin, as his hands led to my waist. I wrapped my arms around his neck. I went up to his ear, as I felt him shudder, "No,but thanks.. I guess" I laughed quietly, he smiled, as we began to dance
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My body felt weary, as I yawned slightly. The dance was still going on, there was only an hour and thirty minutes left. Zayn was sitting next to me, as we both were making jokes. "I can tell someone's feeling a bit tired, eh?" He chuckled. I blushed, but felt another yawn came on. I nodded, and played with my fingers, twirling my mood ring. I forgot I had that, I studied the color it was, I remember looking up all the colors, this was a Rubellite. I thought it over shkaing my head, I know it meant other things as well,but this one meant "In love" and I know I wasn't. I couldn't be. I turned to Zayn who had a worried expression on his face. "Would you like me to drive you home?" He asked raising an eyebrow. I thought for a moment "Erm.. Y-yeah, please"
He nodded, as we both walked out of the school gym walking to the parking lot. "You look beautiful tonight, Y/N" Zayn spoke softly, I wasn't sure if it was just for him to hear or for me as well? "Thanks" I smiled, blushing. We both stood quiet after that, the slience wasn't awkward, or for me at least. It let me gather up my thoughts about my mood ring, I can't be in love. Well, just not with him. I don't know maybe I cou-
"Y/N?" Zayn asked, making me loose tracks of my thoght, I looked at him, "Zayn?" . He bit his lip nervously, mumbling a few things to himself. He stopped once we were at our field. "Y/N.. Uhm.. I-I was just wondering.. Is.. Is this going to be like.. W-well.. I want to get to know you more, and I wasn't sure if this was just a moment we could look back on, but not talk anymore? Because I'd love to talk to you, and get to know you more" He said shyly. I smiled, and nodded, "I'd love to get to know you more too, Zayn" He looked back up at me, once I finished and smiled. "Ok, yeah.. Well, let's get you home?"
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Zayn cut the engine, I stopped for a moment trying to catch my breathe after a joke Zayn pulled off. I looked at my house, and back at him. "Thanks Zayn.. I had great time"
"Me too"
We both fell silent. "So.. I-"
"I guess-"
We both stopped, and laughed awkwardly. "I'll let you go first" Zayn chuckled. "Well, I was just about to say.. If you wanted my number.. But that'd sound so weird so I just.. How about we talk at school in-"
"A number would be, lovely" Zayn interrupted me. I blushed, damn I have to stop that. "O-ok"
Zayn looked around trying to find a pen or something for me to write on. "Ah ha!" He took out a sharpie, and handed it to me. I laughed and wrote down my number. "Well, I better get going, thanks again Zayn" I smiled, and leaned over giving him a kiss on his cheek, his cheeks were turning into a pink light shade. "Thank you too, Y/N, can't wait to, erm, well.. Ya know, talk to you more?"
I laughed and nodded, getting out of his care. I reached my door, as I turned and saw Zayn smiling at me. He waved as I said bye, and closed my door. I glanced down at my ring, and smiled. Maybe I was in love?
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Well I hope you guys liked this one? I don't know for some reason it took me a while to write this one, I didn't quiet like this one AS much, but I guess it was ok? Well, thanks!! :) xx
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