MaLuke

Chapter 6

We walked past a couple of streets with many fancy looking houses and large mansions much like my fathers. Yes, I know. I never mentioned this, but who would have cared right. My father wasn't all that strict on me, but he had very high principles. One of which involved getting good grades and making it into university. College was not what he had In his standards, as he had gotten a scholarship to a university himself. I briefly wondered if I could live up to his name.

And here I was walking through random streets with a boy I had known for a very short time. I sighed softly to myself.

"What's wrong?" Zayn asked stopping in his tracks.

"Nothing." I lied and resumed walking. He stood for a while watching my reaction before walking again.

I focused on the road ahead instead of the smoking hot guy striding behind me. For two of my steps matched to one of his, he walked slowly for my benefit.

I noticed that very few people were walking past us. The last human being I saw was almost ten minutes ago. I turned back to Zayn with a questioning look on my face.

"Where are you taking me?"

"It's a surprise." He returned without looking. He was obviously enjoying my worrying and was cruel enough to keep it that way.

"I like surprises, but I'm not too sure about this one." I said skeptically. "Were not going to a strip club or anything like that are we?"

He laughed. "You worry too damn much. Let loose a little." I frowned and spun on my heels to continued walking. I heard him chuckle faintly and suppress it completely. I rolled my eyes.

We walked for another two streets and a couple of blocks before he instructed me to close my eyes. I hesitated before I submitted. Mostly because I couldn'thear any loud club music, or the sound of drunk teenagers.

To be honest, I kind of like clubbing. But not like this, not without proper guidelines. A real club had security, it had bouncers, a sensible bartender and let's say, sensible people. A small house cramped with teenagers drinking and smoking weed wasn't my idea of fun.

As we walked forward, I could feel a light breeze cool my face and I relaxed immediately. I was vaguely aware of Zayn's hand on mine, leading me towards wherever he was taking me.

I could hear the soft sound of water pouring down towards water, the trees rustling in the wind, several birds chirping around, and the loudest of all, children playing.

A park. I guessed.

"You can open your eyes now." I peeled my eyes open

My breath hitched as I took in the breathtaking scenery. It was by far the most peaceful and beautiful park I've ever seen. I've been many places, New Zealand, Australia, even India. Never had I seen a park so beautiful. There were at least six crystal clear ponds and three small streams pouring into them. Whether they were manmade or natural, I didn't care. I could tell that the grass was grown specially for the park. It was so green and lively that it contrased well with the different colored flowers that sprouted up around the park. There were several white open roofed shelters located around the park with swinging chairs, love seats, or just plain chairs and tables. Several vines crawled up the white posts and bloomed with several candy red flowers. There were specially grown plane trees that spread out providing ample shade.

I gasped loudly -much to my embarrassment- when Zayn waved his hand in front of my eyes. I blinked furiously and met his amused gaze. He had certainly done a good job of distracting me.

"Told you I could take your mind of things." He smirked, obviously proud of himself.

"Your a walking distraction." I rolled my eyes at him and he ran a hand through his attractive hair. Everything about him was alluring in ways I never dreamed. "But this park already has my heart." He frowned and I burst into laughter.