Zayn and I were out shopping so that he could get clothes that were suitable for Colorado weather. I wanted to actually spend my money on him and buy him a few things, but he kept resisting and he would just his wallet out each time.
"Zayn, I want to spend money on you. Please, let me." I begged as we walked into the next store.
He rolled his eyes and placed his hand on the small of my back.
"Baby, you don't need to buy me anything. I can handle it." Zayn insisted.
I didn't want to get in an argument, so I just let him do what he wanted to do. We continued to look around the store, and I even picked out a few things for myself.
"Aren't you excited? We are leaving in two days." I said excitedly.
"Of course, I'm excited. Is your whole family going to be there?" Zayn questioned.
I nodded my head, "Yeah, Brynlee's fiancé, and I think that Brett is bringing someone, but who knows. He has a new girl every month."
His laughed filled my ears as we paid for our things and walked out of the store. It was getting pretty late, so we decided to head back to the campus. I was shocked that paparazzi wasn't really in the streets today especially considering that it is a Saturday.
Once we got back on campus, I parked my car close to the frat and then I helped Zayn with his bags. The house was illuminated with loud music and drinking. Zayn tried to get us pass all of the craziness and was successful once we reached the quietness of his room. He wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed my lips and then my forehead.
"I have to go, babe." I said as I looked up at him.
"Aw, why?" he pouted.
I laughed slightly, "Because I haven't even started packing and we leave in two days, and I haven't spent much time in my dorm lately. I don't have much longer living there and I kind of want to embrace it." I explained to him. "And... I meant to tell you this earlier, but I actually have to finish packing tonight because tomorrow I'm going to go look for houses from when I leave. You don't have to come with me because Brynlee and Brielle are going with me. I'll be back tomorrow night."
"Oh, okay, where were you planning to find a house at?" Zayn asked.
I was glad that he didn't make a big deal about me leaving, "Well, I want to look into a condo in L.A. or maybe a place in Malibu."
"Oh, sweet." Zayn nodded his head.
I gave him a small kiss on the lips before detaching myself from him. I waved goodbye to him as I walked out, and I got in my car and parked close to my dorm hall considering that I had bags of clothing.
When I walked into my dorm room, surprisingly, Mallory was sitting on her bed while on her laptop. The shutting of the door made her look up and she smiled.
"Hey, stranger." Mallory greeted.
"Hey, Mal." I smiled at her before I walked to my bed and threw my bags down.
I took my suitcase out that already had some things in it already. I set out my outfits first and then arranged it by what days I wanted to wear them.
"Can I ask you something?" Mallory asked me after a few minutes of silence.
I looked at her for her to continue. She ran her fingers through her hair and sighed.
"I know that this is a lot to ask, but can you possibly help me with modeling? I did a few gigs but not that much. I'm really into it, I just don't really know how to get my foot into the door." Mallory explained.
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Reality [zayn a.u.]
Hayran Kurgu"Don't fall in love with me, Zayn. Don't do it. I would hate to break your heart." A famous model and a frat boy.