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Chapter 9:
Echo's POV:
When Alice dropped me back home with her never ending wide smile, a kiss on the cheek and a 'I'll see you tonight, I can't wait' and a giggle. I climbed the stairs and jumped onto the bed letting the warm consume me whilst letting my eyes close for a few minutes throwing my phone on the carpet floor and throwing a pillow onto it making sure no one bothers me.
A knock on the door woke me up from my few minutes of shut eye. As I open my eyes to a scarily dark room I look to my bed side table. 7:00! Shit I cursed under my breath as I bounced down the stairs nearly tripping over my own feet scared to open the door to an angry Alice.
I took a deep long breath before I unlock the front door and creep a little peek making sure I smile to soften the blow of Alice's wrath, when I'm met with his curious brown eyes.
My eyes roamed up and down his body from his black leather jacket to his simple white converses. He looks sexy I must admit. When I do my second round up I see his smirk and quickly look down as my hair covers my burning cheeks. An advantage of having long hair.
Soon as my cheeks settled "Ummm umm what are you doing here?" I stuttered and obviously still quite surprised.
"Umm Alice couldn't come to pick you up because she's looking after the party so she asked me to pick you up" he replied in his nervous but cute voice as he looks down awkwardly whilst scratching the back of his neck. "Are you ready?"
"Not quite. I kinder fell asleep when I got home from school..." He chuckles. "Come in. Take a seat" as I introduced him to the lounge room "make yourself at home. The TV control is there. I'll be a minute"
As I raced up stairs after Zayn muttered a thank you, I was ridding my self off my jeans and T-Shirt and putting on a black knee high dress that shows off my legs mum got me a time ago. Surprised it still fits me like i've ever worn it. My mum's always telling me to be more of a lady and get out of my jeans and converses and start wearing dresses that show my arse and boobs. Shes always pesters me about this and explains how guys don't care about someone's personality but only there looks. Which is the only thing she really ever taught me which I believed. Maybe that's why I'm so guarded. Lots of boys have shown an interest in me but I know they only want me because of my looks. I have never really trusted anybody or let them in. My walls are high.
Luckily this one is the only dress in my closet of hundreds of dresses that don't show my arse. Or my boobs in fact. I need to go shopping after this.
I grab a pair of black heels that ain't that high but will do and slip my feet in it. I look into the mirror while swaying my dress from side to side. What I'm I doing? I'm I too dress up? I feel so exposed not wearing anything that covers my legs. I'm I doing this to show off to Zayn?
I decided to shake off that feeling and doubt by straightening my hair. I look into the mirror for the last time tonight and give the make up a miss. I don't like make up and think it honestly doesn't suit me.
I walked back into my bedroom and decided to do a quick wardrobe change by changing from my heels to my white converses. At least I need something that makes me feel comfortable because I've never really been to a party, it's not like i haven't been invited because I have but I've never really been bother also let's be honest I know I'll fall over in the heels and I pick up my matching clutch.
As I made my way down the stairs, Zayn was typing away on his phone as the TV was playing a documentary about beavers I've never seen before. When I stop at the bottom of the stairs and give a cough to grab his attention. He stood up whilst emptying his phone in his pocket and turned around.
Zayn's POV:
As I started texting Alice back saying we were going to be late with me picturing her upset face and smiling to myself whilst the TV plays in the background about a beaver dam. I hear a small cough knowing exactly who it is as I press send and stand up, plopping my iPhone into my pocket and turning around.
My eyes widen to see a stunning girl staring shyly to the ground whilst playing with her fingers. She looks so different to the girl I see at school, but both beautiful.
When I reach her I lightly rub her hair in between my fingers and tuck it behind her ear. From there, I move my finger tips slowly down her cheek bringing my pointing finger under her chin and bring her bright blue eyes to meet mine. "You look beautiful"
She tries to drop her head down but my hand there to keep it in place not wanting her eyes to leave mine. "Thank you" her quiet voice blow to me.
When her face starts moving closer to mine, I Quickly let go of her chin and looked away. "We should go. Alice is getting angry"
I got out of the stuffy house and out into the much needed misty air as I stopped right outside the house as I here Echo locking the door. When her sweet but spicy perfume filled my nostrils and she lightly brushed my arm with hers, I lead her to the car.
This is going to be the longest and hardest night ever.
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