Make the Most of It

49. Under the Stars

"What is this?" I questioned, hesitating to get out of the car.

"A planetarium," he answered as if it was no big deal.

"Zayn, I thought we already talked about this. I'd rather not go to jail."

"We won't get in trouble. I promise." I looked at him funny, trying to bring myself to trust him. "Trust me," he pleaded. I still hesitated.

"Either you walk in with me or I'm carrying you."

"Ok fine I'm coming." I got out of the car and followed him. Instead of going through the front entrance, he walked around back and stopped in front of a side door. I began to say something but he jusr shushed me. He knocked out a particular rhythm on the door.

"What was that?" I whispered. My question was answered when the door opened and a guy, probably in his mid thirties, in a security jacket opened the door. When he saw Zayn, his face lit up and he embraced him in a big hug.

"Hey! It's been a while, Zaynie boy!"

"Yeah," he shrugged. Then, the man saw me and looked me up and down, which was a little uncomfortable.

"Who's the lady?" The man said, as he smirked at Zayn. I smiled at the fact that Zayn proudly answered, "my girlfriend," and then grabbed my hand.

"You really hit the jackpot, man!" The man laughed and smacked Zayn on the back.

"Thanks," he mumbled. "So do you think we could come in?"

"Sure thing!" He led us inside and to the front counter. "The stars, I'm guessing?" He askd Zayn.

"Yeah," Zayn replied. The guy handed him a bunch of keys.

"You know what to do," he said.

"Thanks, man," Zayn said and led me away into the dark halls.

There weren't very many lights on so everything was really dark. Suddenly, I heard a loud 'whoosh!" behind us, making me jump in fear. I pulled Zayn closer to me out of instinct.

"You scared?" He asked me. I could almost feel the grin in his voice.

"What? No!" I argued and pulled myself away from him. 

"Good."

"Good," I repeated. "So what are we doing here?" I asked, to change the subject.

"Where are we going now exactly?" I asked, to change the subject.

He waited just enough time and then answered as soon as we approached a set of double doors. He opened the door and led me through a dark hall, kind of like in a theatre. Just as we rounded the corner, he whispered, "To count the stars."

I didn't understand at first but suddenly the ceiling lit up. It was a BLANK of outer space. There were hundreds of stars moving around. As the screen moved, the 'video' approached a planet, that looked kind of like Saturn.

"Wow," I breathed. "It's beautiful." Zayn grabbed my hand and led to to the very middle of the room. I could tell that the seats had been taken out for the night, but I preferred the ground anyway. We both lied down in the middle of the large auditorim and watched as the 'universe' moved before out eyes.

"It really is pretty," he agreed. "Do you know any constellations?" He asked me.

"Nope," I answered. "I wish I did."

"Good because I don't know any either," Zayn said. I couldn't help but laugh at this.

"Then why'd you ask?"

"You know, I don't understand you sometimes."

"Exactly," he answered proudly.

We were silent as the ceiling creations memerized us with their beauty. Minutes went by without either of us uttering a single word. All I could pay attention to were the pretty stars and Zayn's hand being in my own. I had to be honest; nothing could get much better than this moment right now.

Zayn broke the silence ten minutes later. He leaned his who body towards me, to the point where I could feel his eyes on me, and whispered, "I do want to marry you." My insides froze. I glanced at him from the corner of my eyes and let out a sigh of relief when I saw that he wasn't actually proposing. Then I remembered what we talked about a couple days ago. I smiled at the fact that he finally agreed.

He saw me smile big and leaned in to kiss me. I kissed him back and pushed him back onto his back and myself on top of him. He stopped to take a breath and said, "I love you more than there are stars in the universe."

It took me a moment to realize that he did that on purpose, considering the fact that we where in a planetarium. This threw me into another fit of giggles. He chuckled along with me. "I love you too Zayn," I answered sweetly. Then, I layed my head down on his chest and I could hear his hear beating; it was a comforting sound.

"You know this doesn't exactly put you in the badboy book," I pointed out.

"What? Yes it does!" He argued. "We broke into a planetarium."

"We didn't break in. The watchman let us in," I countered. I looked up at his face and saw his frustration. I giggled again. Then, I cupped his face and slowly leaned in for a kiss, which he gladly accepted.

"Do I get another chance?" He asks.

"To what?" I question. "To do something else illegal?"

"Of course, what else would we do together, sweet cheeks?" He went to pinch my cheeks.

"Oh I don't know? How about go on a real date?" I tease, as I swatted his hand away. "Wheres theres no risk of being arrested."

"This could be considered a real date. I mean we did talk to eachother and lay under the stars," he argued.

I kissed him to let him know that I was defeated because he was right. This was actually one of the best dates that I'd ever been on. Once we pulled away I layed down on my back and closed my eyes.

"Were you serious about the whole wanting to get married thing?" I asked with my eyes still closed.

"As serious as I've ever been," he replies softly.

"That actually means a lot to me, Zayn," I speak softly.

"It's only the truth. I love you."

"I love you too."