Change My Mind: Book Three Of One Direction Series (Louis Tomlinson Fanfic)

A Perfectly Ruined Night

Summer's POV

"Where are you taking me tonight babe?" I asked as he was driving down the street. His other hand were on my hand and the other, on the steering wheel.

"Somewhere we could seriously spend time, just you and me, " he said. I smiled as those words came out of his mouth. Oh how I wish you're Louis.

"Now you've got me excited," I said with a smile. He squeezed my hand and I smiled wider. But then thoughts were running on my mind. How did I just lie to the almost and nearly perfect guy in the world?

I can seriously be the world's biggest liar.

And if lying beauty pageants exists?

I am going to be the best winner they will have.

And guess what? I can bet on that.

"Is there anything wrong with you babe?" Zayn asked as he squeezed my hands again. I looked to him and smiled in reassurance.

"I am," I said.

"Just tell me when you are not okay?" he said. "We can have this dinner tomorrow,"

"Oh no, no, no," I said. "I'm really fine babe. And we can't move this tomorrow. Let it be tonight,"

"Aww, aren't you just the sweetest girl on earth?" he said. "No, scratch that. Sweetest girl in the Universe," I laughed.

"Cheesy," I said. "Since when did Zayn Malik of One Direction turned into a cheesy person? Thought you were that mysterious but you are not,"

"Was I really that mysterious?" he asked, his eyes still fixed on the road.

"You are and forever you will be," I said laughing. "Your face don't lie because your face makes you a lot more mysterious than your actions and words,"

"Now I didn't know that was part of the criteria of being so mysterious," he said with a grin.

"Oh, absolutely it is. Most especially to mine," I said. "I don't want such general criteria pull my over the top standards,"

"You've got yours?"

"Yes, I have my own set," I said smiling like an idiot. "You've gotta know that,"

"Now that you've told me," he said. "... Did I already pass the criteria?"

"Somehow," I said. "But not enough. Not even that much impressive for me,"

"What?!" he asked. "You've got to be kidding me. There is no way that Zayn Malik can't enter such standards,"

"Your hair..."

"What about my hair?" he asked. He glanced at me as I giggled. "Did my hair passed your criteria?"

"It did," I said. "Even your eyebrows,"

"Seriously?" He asked giggling.

"Yes, seriously," I said laughing.

Zayn's POV

We pulled in a fancy restaurant. This restaurant isn't just a place to have a dinner with anyone else you wanted to eat with. This place has rooms where you can spend all alone time with your loved one. It has karaoke, a mini bar etc.