Art [zjm]

Chapter Eight // Official Date

I wake up the next morning to a few texts from Zayn. Most of them are telling me what time he will pick me up and more details. The restaraunt is fancy which means I will have to take hours to get ready.

For school I just put my hair up in a high, messy-looking ponytail and threw on a black pizza crop top t-shirt, white high waisted skinny jeans, and black converse.

Not having anytime to myself I grabbed my bag and rushed to school.

My classes were all easy and we had very limited homework which was good.

Art Class comes around and our teacher wants us to sketch.

"If you're done you can either turn it in now or tomorrow."

Of course, Zayn and I didn't talk to each other and kept our date kind of a secret.

After Art class is over, I rush to my dorm and Zayn catches me running.

"Hey." He says as I immediately look down.

"I have some things I have to take care of at work... But I will pick you up on time." He smiles as I look up again.

He kisses me once again and jogs off to his dorm to get ready for whatever he has to do at work.

I check the time and hop into the shower. It is currently 2PM right now and he wants to pick me up at 6PM which means I have 4 hours, which is good.

Louis texts me while I am in the shower and I reply back to him.

From: Louis

Are you scoring a date with the hottie? x

To: Louis

Already did! Well... More like he forced me. x

From: Louis

Ooh! Well I have to go... My prince awaits ;) x

I dry my hair and can't decide if I should straighten or curl my hair. It's already 3:30PM and I haven't even had like a snack or something. I eat a banana while I straighten my hopelessly frizzy hair.

I spray some frizz control in my hair to make sure the straightness doesn't come undone and check myself in the mirror. By this time my hair is completely straight and it is already 4:30PM.

I brush my teeth and decide on what I am going to wear tonight.

Zayn told me it was fancy but not like award-show fancy.

I decide to wear a strapless pink dress with a cute mini-belt and black wedges.

I twirl in the mirror before I see to myself that it is 5:45PM already.

Time has flown by so fast.

Zayn is here at 5:50PM (record time) and I am also ready. I have my black clutch ready and when I open the door he looks flawless.

He could literally be an French Model or some shit like that.

"Wow." We both say in unison. He whistles as I strut out of the room and lock my dorm door.

"Sarah's not in there?"

"Nah. She went to visit her parents before break."

"Oh." He says without any further questions.

"Thank you for going with me." He says taking my hand and leading me to his car.

Well you kind of forced me into it.

"You're welcome?"

We get to the fancy little restaurant and there are twinkling lights everywhere with nice booths.

"Did you do all of this?"

"Yeah. My mum helped me." He smiles and sits down.

We order our food and of course, the cliché, flirty waiter was there and practically asking for a death ticket from Zayn.

Everytime he would interrupt, Zayn would give him this I-am-going-to-fucking-murder-you look.

"Do you want any desert?" The waiter asks with a little wink.

I could feel Zayn's death glare turned to me as I politely say, "Um no that's okay. Thanks though."

The waiter winks once again and brings our check out.

"You know, a pretty girl like you and a handsome guy like me should really go out sometime. I hope you'll use this, beautiful." He says winking again.

I feel both of their eyes on me and he hands me a piece of scratch paper.

Hope you'll ditch him and use this some time ;) L x

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Instead of flirting back to make Zayn even more jealous than he already is, I make sure the waiter is watching and I rip the paper up.

We get up and Zayn's hand is dangerously close to my ass.

I also make sure that the young waiter is watching and I kiss Zayn passionately as I see the guy fuming.

"What the fuck was that?" Zayn huffs and we get into his car.

"He was flirting."

"Well obviously."

"But I didn't flirt back." I remind him as he starts the car up.

"You didn't." He repeats.

After that it is silent in the car and he drives me to my dorm.

He decides that it is too late to go back to his and says he will just lay with me.

We lay in my small bed and we are practically on top of each other.

The bed is a full size (the size of two small couches put together and it can barely hold one person let alone two.

He takes my straightened hair and twirls it in his fingers.

I close my eyes and nuzzle my head into his neck.

The last words that he says really shocks me.

I am guessing he thinks I'm not asleep to hear him.

But I am. Just conscious enough.

"I know you probably won't hear this. You're literally the only person that has stayed in my life so far. I can't believe I'm getting all sappy and shit, even though you can't hear me b-but... I think I'm in love with you."

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