Drag Me Down (h.s.) EDITING

Girlfriend

"Come onnnnn, can we please go inside already." I whined as Zayn laughed at me. We were currently standing outside of a fancy restaurant while Zayn smoked. I whined and bitched as much as possible but all he did was laugh at me. I almost went in without him but I thought better of that idea.

"You're such a baby." he said as he threw his cigarette to the ground and crushed it under his shoe. I rolled my eyes and shivered. It was too cold to be standing outside and smoking in this weather.

"It's fucking cold. I stood out here with you because I like you that much. You are not allowed to call me a baby." I said as I grabbed his hand and pulled him through the front door of the restaurant. I was starving.

"I can call you whatever I want." Zayn said as he laughed and squeezed my hand.

"Oh yeah? like what, Malik." I tried to hide my smile as the hostess led us to a secluded spot in the back of the restaurant. I eyed him carefully as a light pink blush surfaced on his tan cheeks. I was curious to know what was running through his mind as the hostess left us alone.

"My girlfriend, maybe..." I choked on air. I literally choked on air. The blush on his cheeks turned a deeper shade of pink as I tried to find my words. My mind began to race. I knew we were crossing boundaries left and right but this was a little unexpected. He had just gotten out of a very serious engagement. I was not over Harry. This was such a disastrous idea. I had fun with him and we could talk honestly but this was crazy.

I didn't respond right away as a waitress popped up to take our drink order. I wanted to wave her away but Zayn was more polite than I was. He ordered our drinks quickly followed by our food. I raised an eyebrow at him as he ordered my food. He knew me well enough to know what I liked but this was strange. I had never had a guy order for me. I tried to relax as the waitress left us alone.

"Zayn.. I'm not sure that's the best idea." I spoke slowly. I didn't want to hurt his feelings. I liked the way things were going for us.

"I know it sounds pretty insane. Maybe a little far fetched because you go back to America, but why not? We have so much fun. We are totally relaxed. We know everything about one another. Even all the bad things. There's nothing to hide. I know you feel something for me. You wouldn't have allowed me to kiss you if you didn't." he argued his point and it was extremely valid. Every word he had just spoken was true. I cursed myself for not being able to argue with logic.

In all honesty, I don't think I wanted to argue with him anyway. I was so tired of the back and forth with Harry and me. Zayn and I had become so close that I didn't realize in such a short time we actually needed each other. I wasn't hurting nearly as much over Harry and that was all thanks to Zayn. Niall picked me up but Zayn had become the glue holding me together. I thought carefully about what I would say next. This could be the worst thing or the best thing to happen to the both of us.

"I have stipulations." I said.

"Anything." Zayn shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly. He looked totally unbothered, but I knew better. I could see a little bit of worry creep into his expression. It would be imperceptible to anyone else. I smiled smugly to myself.

"We stay completely honest with one another. No matter what. We ignore the publicity and the media. I know we're going to be a target. They're going to massacre us." I cringed at the thought. I already knew what would happen. Zayn was already getting enough negativity because of his departure from the band and Perrie. I knew this would just paint a larger target on his back and a brand new one on mine.

Zayn reached across the table and took both my hands in his where before they had been attempting to shred a napkin. My nerves were getting the best of me.

"I agree to everything as long as you'll be mine. We will get through this together. I promise you that." I bit my lip nervously as Zayn rubbed his thumb is circles over my hand in a soothing gesture. I took a deep breath and nodded my head. I watched as Zayn's lips turned up into a triumphant smile just as the waitress came around with our food.

I saw the girl's hands shaking as she passed out our plates. I tried to give her an encouraging smile but her eyes didn't stay on me for too long. They kept darting over to Zayn and back to my hand that he held on the table. I wanted to pull away but I felt like it would be rude. I could feel the nervousness coming off the girl in waves. I finally relaxed when she walked away.

"Geez, I thought she was going to drop my food in my lap." I said picking up my fork.

"Wait what?" Zayn said chuckling.

"She was so nervous. I mean, I'm not surprised because, hello, it's you." I laughed to myself as Zayn's eyebrows shot up.

"Not surprised hu?" he smiled cheekily as his eyebrows went up and down. I laughed out loud and immediately covered my mouth with my hand. I should have kept my mouth shut. He was already too full of himself.

"Oh shut up." I smiled at him as he stood up. I instantly was worried. "What are you doing?"

"I'm coming to sit by my girlfriend." he smiled a mischievous smile down at me. He practically sat on top of me. I scooted over quickly to give him room so he wouldn't be in my lap.

"You are absolutely out of your mind." I scoffed.

"Well, the girls will stop staring now." he winked at me and slid his warm hand into mine.

I could live with that.