Punk Zayn Series

"He's Persistent"

"Here's today's," the shop owner says, handing you yet another gorgeous bouquet of flowers. You thank her and smile, smelling their fragrance. "How many of those do you think it's going to take?" You hear from behind you. You turn around of course to see Zayn standing behind you, his corner smile ever present. "To do what?" You respond, still taking in the scent of the flowers. "Until you agree to go out with me." Your head turns in his direction, but you say nothing.
"I've already made the shop owner aware that you stop here every day with Sophie to check out those shirts in the window. She's agreed to give you flowers every day until you agree."
"That's ridiculous," you acknowledge, hoping he hadn't gone through that much trouble just for you to turn him down. "I don't think it is. Sophie, do you think it's ridiculous that I want to go out with your Mom?" Of course just as soon as he bent down to rub her belly she was full of enthusiasm. "Sophie seems to think otherwise," he says, looking up to you with a smile. You shake your head and can't help but let a slight smile slip. "You weren't here these last few weeks," you say observing his abrupt presence. "Yeah I had to leave town for a bit. I was showing some of my artwork and teaching some classes at the art museum in Leeds." His explanation impressed you. "You're an artist?" You inquire. "Full time," he says rolling up his sleeve to showcase the permanent artwork on his arms, quickly reminding you why you hadn't agreed to go out with him earlier. You nod quietly, unsure of how to move past this conversation. "Better make room for more flowers, they'll be coming until you say yes," he says, breaking the silence, facing you but slowly walking in the other direction. "Why are you doing this?" You question, almost in awe. "Because it's going to happen, you're going to go out with me." His confidence was still there, but you just weren't seeing beyond the ink. "I'll be sure to clear my counter tops and get out all of my vases." Your response made him laugh. "We'll see about that. See you tomorrow (Y/N)." By this time he was halfway down the road and the two of you were practically shouting to one another.
"You don't know that."
"Oh yes I do," he responds to your negative comment, before turning around and heading farther into town.