Taken (A One Direction Fanfic)

Chapter Fifteen

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*Allison’s POV

We decided to get some lunch first before going to the mall.

“So, Ali…where do you wanna eat??” Zayn asked me, his arm still wrapped around me. Good thing he was wearing his ‘disguise’, which somehow always worked, cause if he wasn’t paps or fans would be surrounding us and the media would start spreading rumors about him having ‘another girl’ and I would receive a LOT of hate (trust me, I know even though I’m not a fan).

“Italian…” I answered as we raced to the Italian restaurant like 5-year-old kids. We made that much of a commotion that people were starting to stare but we didn’t care. I mean, YOLO right?

When we did get there, we acted all serious cause he finally noticed the piercing stares that were directed to us.

“So, what do you want bud??” he asked as we both looked over the menu.

“I want….the Caesar Salad, the Risotto and some vanilla gelato for dessert..” I stated as the waiter started scribbling down my order.

“To share or-” I cut him off. Share? Who ‘shares’??

“No, all mine…” he chuckled and ordered his food.

“You really ARE like Nialler…” he said as he smirked at me, his hazel brown eyes glistening with joy.

“I’ve heard…” I said as we continued to have a light conversation as usual. When our food came, I couldn’t help but notice that we were like in a spotlight cause all eyes were staring right through us. I turned around and saw that it wasn’t only me who craved for food today. Zayn actually got the same amount, or even more, food as mine.

We just laughed all their stares away and started eating. Damn, the food was good. Every bite of it was like heaven. When we finished both of our meals, we were already very full. So much for diet. Then the waiter came back and gave us both our desserts.

“That was a nice meal…” I said patting my VERY big stomach (which was fortunately not obvious) as we walked out of the restaurant, already too full to run.

“Tell me about it…I can’t even carry myself anymore..” he said as his heavy arm weighed me down.

“Well, that doesn’t mean you put it all on me…” I said as he chuckled and lightened the weight of his arm.

“What do you wanna do next??” he asked as I looked around.

“Oh I know, let’s go to the bookstore!!” I said as I grabbed his hand and half-carried and half-dragged him to the bookstore. When we got there, my stomach started to flip. Damn it, why did I run?

“Why do you wanna go here??” he asked as he too tried to recover from all the running we did.

“To see books, dummy…” I said in a ‘duh’ kind of voice. Isn’t that why they call it ‘bookstore’?

I grabbed his hand and we searched for books that would somehow interest us.

“Oh my gosh!!Harry Potter!!!” I squealed in excitement.

“It’s a bookstore, ofcourse they have Harry Potter!!!” he said in a ‘duh’ kind of voice whilst I rolled my eyes at him. I walked over to the collection of the 7 books and looked at the price. Great, it was on sale!! Couldn’t my day get any better??