Triple Dog Dare *A Zayn Malik Love Story*

Chapter 19 Part 2

The song for this chapter is Wipe Your Eyes by Maroon 5(:

(I also recommend looking at the picture I added to this chapter to see what Camille's outfit looked like!)

*Camille's POV*

My wandering fingers felt for the lipstick on my dresser before I applied a small amount to my lips. I set the soft pink color back down and stood up from my spot to look over my outfit for the night. I observed the fit of the light pink dress, my fingers fiddling with the hem at the bottom. The upper half of the dress hugged my sides and chest tightly, an accented bow falling below the curve of my breast. The lower half of the dress came up to my waist and chicly tufted outwards into a skirt that flowed down to just above my knees. Towards the bottom of the skirt, the soft pink faded into a white that complimented the color scheme well, adding innocence and sweetness to the fancy attire. Matching pink heels gave me an extra bounce to my step and increased my confidence considerably. My hair was pinned up into curls, a few stray hairs framing my face. Natural eye makeup and swift, pink blush adorned my facial features and I smiled at the outcome. I grabbed my white clutch purse and spun around one last time. For the first time in awhile, I felt truly pretty.

I went to leave my bedroom when my eyes wandered to the drawing sitting on my bed that Zayn drew for me this afternoon. He wanted me to have it, claiming he didn't need it for himself. It made me smile. I found it adorable and it took me by surprise how good it really was. Niall told me Zayn liked to doodle a lot, but I wasn't expecting him to be able to draw something that sufficient!

I made my way down the elevator and out the front doors of the lobby to Nate's car. Nate stood outside of the passenger's side door, a grin tugging at his lips as he kissed my hand and helped me inside, my puffy dress lying loosely astride my lap. I blushed and thanked him.

He went around to the opposite side door and hopped in the driver's seat. Once inside, he looked me up once more. "You look very pretty Camille O' Lovely One," he gushed.

"You're too kind, my Dear Sir." We giggled at our playfully formal tones. "Do you think Zayn will like it, though?" I spoke with a dash of worry unmistakable in my voice.

"I'd like to see any guy keep his hands off you tonight," he chuckled.

I rolled my eyes. "Oh, God. Well thank you."

Nate pulled out of the lot to my apartment building and onto the main road. "So I assume Zayn will be meeting you there?" he inquired.

"Yes, but I'd actually like to be dropped off on New Cavendish Street. The two of us are going to walk from there, if that's no problem."

"Of course not. Any reason why?"

"I have an idea for something to do with Zayn."

Nate batted his eyelashes. "Well aren't you just the sweetest little thing there is?" he animatedly romanticized.

My hand nudged his cheek and pushed him away. "You're so annoying," I groaned inwardly.

"Would someone that's "so annoying" be off the market like I am?" he smirked. "I think not."

"Who are you dating?!" I excited.

"A certain someone we know named Rita Galligara."

"Are you serious?!"

"Serious as a heart attack. I asked her out the other day."

"Good for you, Nate! Get it, Girl," I smirked.

He shot me the most unamused look and I giggled, settling against the back of my seat and watching the city lights go by as the sky gradually transitioned from evening to night. My phone vibrated in my purse so I took it out to see "Zayn Is 2 Cool 4 U" was calling me. I rolled my eyes and answered.