Chapter Four ~ The Perfect Date And Leaving Home

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Emily’s POV  

We sat down in the same side of the booth, and Zayn pretended to fall and kissed me on the cheek.  I blushed, but kissed him on the nose.  He smiled, and the bus boy came by.  He filled up our waters, and a waiter around our age came by, probably 20ish.  He looked directly at me, and spoke.  “Hi, I’m James, I’ll be your waiter tonight… And I’m available upon request.”  He winked, and Zayn saw.  I felt him tighten up, and I put my hand on his knee.  

 “Shh, baby, it’s okay, don’t worry.”  I turned, and looked up at James.  “Um, can we have a moment to decide?”  

He winked again.  “Yeah, I’m here when you need me.”  He turned quickly, and Zayn made to get out of the booth.  I grabbed his shoulder, and he looked at me.  We stared at each other for a moment, and he sat back down, fists clenched.  I lightly placed my hand on one of them, and it uncurled.  I intertwined out fingers, and placed our hands up on the table.  James came back, and glanced down at them quickly.  He then caught Zayn staring, and busied himself with getting the menus.  “What would you two like?”  

Zayn answered.  “A baked ziti slice for me, and a regular for my love.”  I looked at James, and caught him in the act.  “And a new waiter, thank you very much.”  Both men looked at me.  I knew I was being rude, but this was unacceptable.  I stared fiercely at James.  Suddenly, he realized what I knew, and blushed.  He went and spoke to a scrawny looking bus boy, and walked away quickly.    Zayn took my hand and squeezed it.  

“What got into you, love?”  I swallowed my anger, and shook my head.  Just from what Zayn had done earlier, I knew telling him before we had walked out of the doors of the pizzeria was a bad idea.  

“Later.”  He looked at me, concerned.  “Later, I swear,” I insisted.  “I promise, and soon as we leave.”  He stared at me for a moment, and then shrugged.  He knew he wasn’t going to get it out of me until I wanted to tell him, and he didn’t want to destroy the date, so he kept quiet, and I was grateful.    

When our pizza arrived, the little bus boy was carrying it.  He placed them down carefully, and I could tell he wanted to get everything to go right.  We were very kind to him, and his face lit up like a little Christmas tree.  He was so happy that we were pleased with his service, and we could tell he hadn’t done this before.  He came to check on us occasionally, he was very sweet, and no where near as perverse as James.  He even offered us free refills on our drinks!  As we were leaving, we didn’t want to leave him a tip, for fear James would take it from him.  We asked him what time he planned on leaving work tonight.    

“Around 11:30, most likely.”  We thanked him, and left a small tip.  We explained to him our plan, and he smiled gratefully.  We made sure to walk past James on our way out, and we even shared a little kiss when we caught him looking.  We ran out to the car, laughing, and Zayn, as always, helped me in.  As we drove on, I realized we weren’t heading back home, to my little apartment.  It was about 8:30, and while I didn’t have a curfew, I felt bad leaving our friends alone.  I had no clue what was happening, and would find out later, but right now, I had no clue.  Finally, I broke the silence.  “

Where are we going?”    

Zayn parked, and smiled.  “Come with me.”  We ran to a little field, and there was a huge inflatable screen sitting in front of a projector.  Zayn, pulled up two chairs, and dragged both of them to the top of the little hill facing the screen.  We sat, and eventually, more people started arriving.  A little while later, the screen lit up.  I realized it was from the projector.  It was an outdoor movie theater!  

 “Oh my goodness Zayn!  This is amazing, thank you!”  I leaned over, and we kissed.  Then we sat, and watched the movie, which turned out to be Airplane, and old 80’s comedy.  I loved this movie!  How did he know?  I kissed him again, and he kept his arm around me the whole movie.    

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