Opposites

f i f t y - e i g h t

Song for the chapter : They Just Don't Know You - Little Mix.

Melody

"After you," Zayn extends his hand in front of him, while opening the door of the restaurant for me.

From my vision, I can see that the restaurant has two floors and is quite fancy.

I smile, thanking him, as I make my way into the warm restaurant, expecting to hear a lot of loud voices, clinking of utensils against plates, and just loud chaos. But, instead, I come to a halt, as I inspect everything around me.

There's nothing ; that's the point.

There's no one.

The whole walls are of beige color, the hall is occupied by beige tables as well with red utensils on them. Crystal lightning fall from the ceiling, giving the whole place more beauty. Two staircases from each side design the hall in the middle, probably leading to the second floor.

I don't understand.

Why isn't anyone sitting here and eating?

"Z-Zayn, why—"

"I reserved the whole restaurant for us tonight." Zayn speaks, his voice echoing, as he places his hand gently against the curve of my back.

A gasp flees from my mouth, slowly turning around to face him. "Y-You did?" I try to block away the tears, because Zayn is such a sweet person, and I won't forget what he did tonight.

He actually reserved a whole two floor restaurant just for us?!

"I did," He laughs, wrapping both of his arms around my waist. "Don't you see?" Zayn grins, looking around the large hall.

I nod my head while biting my lower lip, as a tear rolls down my cheek.

Thank god my makeup is waterproof.

"Why are you crying?" He whines, pressing his forehead to mine. "I thought this will make you happ—"

I cut him off immediately, "It does make me happy! It just—n-no one did this before, and you're such a genuine person, Zayn. Thank you." I smile, but then shake my head. "This wasn't necessary. We could've just had dinner like normal people." I laugh at the end, while looking down at his lips.

"I don't care, I just wanted this place to ourselves." He grins, leaning down to press his luscious lips against mine—

"Table for two, Mr. Malik?"