For Now ➸ Zauren

10.

June 27th, 2015

Zayn

Today was a very special day in the world of Zayn and Lauren. It marks a year since I've met Lauren, and it's also her birthday. We've officially been together for more than five months. Everything was going great for us. I have no complaints. It's going so great that I'm actually going back to Miami with her for her birthday.

"I'm starting to get really nervous," I said taking a breath. We just got out of the airport and were waiting for Dinah to come pick us up. I was nervous to meet her. Lauren's parents and siblings were going to get here in a couple of days. I booked a hotel, and Lauren was going to stay with her family. I wanted to stay with her though, but that wasn't going to happen.

I wanted to stay in the same bedroom as her, and share the same bed. I didn't want to rush into anything that she wasn't ready for, of course; but, just to lay in the same bed as Lauren, had my mind going wild.

Lauren turned to me with a sincere smile. "Everyone is going to love you. And you're rarely ever nervous."
"Yeah, well Dinah is your best friend. You cherish Dinah, and I know she cherishes you. I just want to make a decent impression."

Lauren kissed me softly on my cheek. I could feel something in me calm down, but not for too long once she said, "Look, here comes Dinah!"

The blue Toyota pulled up. Dinah had the windows rolled down. She was even more beautiful in person. She pulled the sunglasses up on top of her head full of some shade of blonde hair. "LAUREN! ZAYN!" The vibrant grin never left her face. She had this radiance that she exuded.

Lauren excitedly waved at her best friend. I smiled watching how excited Lauren was. It was comparable to a child in a candy store. Dinah popped the trunk. "Hurry! I want to hug you!" Dinah informed Lauren who rushed around to the back of the car. I followed.

"Isn't she great?" Lauren swooned. I laughed, lifting our things into the trunk, and closing it. "Yeah, she is. I kind of feel like a third wheel though." I winked. Lauren smirked and playfully slapped my arm. I laughed and kissed her on top of her head.

I got into the backseat, and Lauren sat passenger. The reunion she and Dinah shared seemed to last longer than I would have thought. I thought they forgot about me until Dinah turned around to face me. "Zayn, it is so amazing to finally meet you in person. You guys are lucky to have eachother." Lauren grinned at the interaction. She always told me how we were two of her favorite people. "It's a pleasure to meet you as well. And thank you. That means a great deal." Dinah pointed at me with her thumb. "Listen to this guy, he's so proper," Dinah joked before turning back to face the front and starting the car up once more before she zoomed off.

We were instructed to be in our swim attire when we arrived already, because Dinah wanted to go to the beach. It was an uncomfortable plane ride for me being trapped in swimming trousers.

At this beach you were allowed to pull your car right into the sand, which struck my as bizarre. I thought Dinah was doing something illegal or just couldn't drive. I feared for the beach goers, but when I saw how calm Lauren was, I also tried to relax. Lauren took notice and laughed. "It's a thing," she said.

"I wish I had me a guy with an accent and tattoos," Dinah said. Lauren nudged her. "Uh, stop trying to steal my boyfriend."
"I'm not," she laughed laying her beach towel down. "I'm trying to hint to him if he's got any single friends." I laughed at that and so did Lauren. "I probably do, yeah."
"Put in a word for me?" Dinah asked.
"Absolutely." I wasn't sure if she was joking around or not.

The water was so clear, it made it seem like it wasn't going to be the saltiest ever, but it still was. It was also a lot warmer than I expected. This ocean was very decieving. I turned around and saw Dinah and Lauren were finally approaching. Lauren was wearing a black two piece and her curves were making my breath catch in my throat. I spun around and tried not to look. It wasn't like she was naked or anything, but damn I was lucky.