Let's Call It Love [A Zayn Malik Fan Fiction]

Chapter 6

*Actually lying on the floor while updating. It's just got that nice cozy feeling... Hope you like the next chapter. I think I'm going a bit fast but, oh well.

A/N

Lana's POV

She and the boys drove into London at around ten in the evening. Louis drove the van to the front of her complex and they all chorused their goodbyes, except for Niall, who was sleeping peacefully on Harry's lap.

She was just about to step into the elevator when a familiar voice called out to her. She whipped back her head then turned to face Zayn.

He stopped in front of her only to run his hand through his hair nervously.

"Umm, I was wonder if, well, you know... Would you like to go out with me tomorrow?"

She raised an eyebrow in response.

"Well, if it isn't obvious, I really like you and I was wondering if you'd want to go on a proper date with me."

She smiled and nodded. "Sure." The boy's expression brightened and he smiled.

"Alright! I'll pick you up tomorrow at six in the evening. Wear something comfortable, not something formal." He went on like that, spouting instructions.

"Where are we going?" She asked, when he had finally run out of words.

"Its a surprise."

Lana sighed, "Don't you think I've had enough surprises?"

Zayn's POV

All the boys were asleep but he was busy scrolling down his contacts, he finally found the right one under 'G' and tapped call. It rang for a while but he finally picked up on the seventh ring.

"Yellow?" The voice asked.

"Yeah, man, this is Zayn."

"Oi! Malik, long time no talk. What's up?"

"Well, I've got a favor to ask you

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She was freaking out. It was four in the afternoon and she hadn't made up her mind on what to wear yet. If only Zayn had told her where they were going. She flopped down on the couch and groaned.

She would have to wear something warm. The weather had changed considerably overnight, it was freezing. She threw up her arms in frustration and pulled herself up. She would just have to make do.

She took out a pair of ripped jean shorts, solid black tights, a black turtleneck sweater and a white trench coat with big black buttons. She also got a pair of silver hoop earrings and a silver chain necklace with a turtle on it. For her shoes, she picked out a pair of knee-high black boots and topped it all off with a white beanie.

Checking the clock, it was a quarter past five so she decided to get ready. After a quick shower and change, she put on some eyeliner and dark eye shadow then mascara and stained her lips a glossy shade of pink. By the time she was done, Zayn was probably on his way.

She was right. Just in time, a knock sounded at the door. She hurriedly got her phone, wallet and trench coat. Zayn had reminded her to eat something before because he wasn't sure what time their 'event' would end.

She opened the door to find a dashing looking Zayn. He was wearing a black and white long sleeved shirt over his usual grey pea coat and sunglasses. Both of them chuckled at their matching outfits.