Forgotten

Ch 28

Zayn**

“Hey Lisa,” I smile, greeting my girlfriend.

(A/N No It's not Perrie.)

“Hey Zayn!” She says, rushing into my arms. I topple over into the grass, and laugh as her light giggles take over me.

I look up at her, and she gives a quick peck. “How was work?”

She takes her strawberry blonde hair out of the ponytail, and smiles. “It was good. An old couple came in shopping for their grandson, and it was so adorable. They were holding hands , like the entire time, and they had gray hair and wrinkles, and I couldn't stop staring!”

She smiles, and lays her head on my chest. “How was visiting Louis?”

“It was good. He and Eleanor are living in this huge house in London, and guess what?”

She looks up at me puzzled, “What?”

“She's pregnant!” Lisa jumps off of me, wide eyed.

“Really?! Pregnant?” She says jumping up and down clapping, her curly hair bounces around her shoulder, and I laugh as her dull gray eyes light up.

“Oh my god! I have to call her!”

(A/N Picture of “Lisa” on side. It's just some tumblr girl lol, nobody famous. Her real name probably isn't Lisa.)

“EL?! WHAT'S THIS ABOUT YOU BEING PREGNANT WOMAN?! AND NOT TELLIG ME?!”

I laugh, Lisa and El immediately clicked when she met her along with Louis. Louis and I have been in touch for a while, we talk and see eachother often. But now that El's pregnant, looks like we'll be visiting them.

I hear El scream something, and Lisa laughs.

Their conversation continues, and I just stare as Lisa's plump pink lips move gracefully as she talks. My eyes rake over her body, she's wearing a tight blue Abercrombie & Fitch shirt, black “booty shorts” as Louis calls them, and light blue low top chucks.

“Okay El, bye.” She catches me staring at her, and licks her lips seductively. “Lookin' at me?”

I chuckle, Lisa and I have been going out for atleast 4months, and all we do is kiss. But I'm fine with that, because I'd rather wait for her to be ready, and I don't want to force her into anything. I met Lisa in America.

We met in a bookstore in Florida, and I immediately asked to take her out for the cliché cup of coffee. She declined me with a smile, but I found out that she worked there to pay for her admission to Uni in the fall, which happened to be in Bradford where I lived.

I talked to her everyday for a week, before she had to leave. I didn't want to lose her, so I booked a plane with her.

I got her a first class ticket, in which both of us were the only ones on the entire plane. She had tried to ignore me the whole flight, but three hours in silence wasn't working for me, so I talked her ear off, until she eventually agreed and allowed me to take her out to dinner.

We've been together ever since.

“Well, what're we gonna do today?” I ask, lacing my fingers through hers.

“Wanna go to the movies? We can go see Silver Linings Playbook.” She says. “See Bradley Cooper's sexy ass.”

I frown, and pull her in for a kiss. I let my tongue roam over her bottom lip, and she moans a little.

“Who's sexy?” I say, smiling.

“Bradley Cooper.” She says smacking my bum. “C'mon, off to the movies!”

When we get there and get situated with our popcorn and snacks, we're escorted to a private theater. She curls up into my shoulder, as the movie starts. The movie is funny, but seems pretty serious.

Lisa let's a few tears slip at the end, claiming that it's her allergies.

“Allergies to what? Sappiness?” I chuckle as we walk out the theater.

She shoves me giggling. And I grab her hand, and pull her in for a kiss. She wraps her arms around my neck, and I wrap my arms around her waist. I lick her bottom lip, and she moans a little, pushing herself onto my further.

I disconnect our lips, and chuckle.

She looks at me, and flushes. “I think I want to..”

“Want to what?” She looks down at her shoes

Realization dawns on me, and a smile creeps on my lips. “Are you sure you want to?”

She nods, and leans up kissing me again. “Okay babe.” I say, I pick her up and hoist her on my back.

“Zayn! Who's this lovely girl?!” A pap says jumping from the bushes, shoving a camera in my face.

I smile, and look up at Lisa on my back. “This,” I say kissing her lightly, “Is my beautiful girlfriend Lisa.”

The pap smiles, and snaps a few pictures, and I walk away.