Cruel {Zarry}

10

I watched my reflection in the mirror, I wasn't sure what kind of date Harry had plannend for us and if there will be some kind of physical activity or just a movie and a dinner at a fancy restaurant. So I just settled on a black skinny jeans and a white T-shirt with a black blazer on top of it. This way I could take the blazer off, if any physical activities were requiered from me or I could just keep the blazer on if we did end up in a restaurant. I styled my hair as usual and touched my stoppels, should I shave it off or keep it? I think I'm going to keep it. Yeah.

I went to my walk in closet and opened the cabin with all my accessories in it. I settled for my gold Michael Kors watch and closed the drawer before stopping myself, my eyes glaces over my diamond earings. Should I wear it? It's been months since I had one in. Maybe I should, I thought to myself and went to open the cabin with all my earings in it. I picked the most sparkly one and put them in.

After I was done I sprayed some cologne and collected my keys, phone and wallet. I opened the wallet to make sure I had enough cash. I prefer using cash because if I ever used my card my dad would always get the bank statements and give me shit about it.

I went downstairs but not before taking a last final look in the full sized mirror. I wasn't really happy about the end result but I tried to make the most out of it. Sometimes you just have those days. To be honest I was a little bit nervous, not just because my last date was ages ago but because of the fact that this wasn't just a date with some guy, this guy was Harry, who is supposed to be "my soulmate and future husband." Our future is supposedly all set and this is the first step towards that direction.

I inhaled deeply and saw my mother walking in, she smiled sweetly at me before taking a seat next to me. "Hey baby" she greeted "Are you going out?" I nodded my head and told her about my date with Harry. She started clapping, "I told you, you guys were meant to be." I shook my head and spoke: "Mom it's just a date, our first one. Which means I get to know him a little better and what if he turns out to be the exact opposite of what I want in a husband? What if he isn't the one that should have put this ring on me the first place?"

Tricia stood up and went to stand in front of Zayn. "Look at me baby" she said before placing her hands on his cheeks and lifted his head up, so he could face his mother. "You go out tonight and have fun. I want you to forget about everything for today. Everything including the ring, your grandparents and the whole soulmate thing. Just go out and enjoy each other's company. Get to know him better and ask questions. This is not a interview to see if he is correct for the position of being your husband. This is not any pre-wedding force. Okay?" She asked the last part.  "I know things have been confusing lately. And I know it all happened out of the sudden but that's something to worry about another day. No one is pressuring you into likening Harry. You don't have to force yourself to go on a date with him just because we believe that he is the one you will end up marrying. We just told you about the magic of this ring, everything else is destiny."

I lowered my face again and quietly spoke, "I'm not forcing myself to go on a date with him, neither am I forcing myself into likening him. I just do. I do like him, mom.

"You do?" My mother asked with a relieved expression. I nodded my head, "but I'm not sure if I like him enough to marry him."

His mother let out a deep sigh, "For the last time Zayn, forget about that marriage. If it comes then it will come. Till then get to know Harry better and who knows maybe you will change your mind. Just keep an open mind to everything and don't be all like; "oh I have to like him, oh I have to marry him." She imitated his voice.

It made me laugh, "hey, I don't sound like that." I argued. She started laughing and took a seat back next to me.

"What time will he pick you up?" She asked. I told her 6pm and then glanced over at my watch, there were still 5 minutes left. "Oh well have fun, sweety. And remember what I told you." She stood up and kissed Zayn on his cheek. "I love you." She yelled as she walked out of the door to the cinema room they had in their house.

I just sat there, waiting on my "I'm here" text message. That's how it worked these days right? I watched how the pigeon left prints behind on the white smooth layer of snow when the doorbell rang. I saw that one of our maids was rushing to open it but I stopped her. "I'll get it." I kindly smiled and walked over the front door. I breathed in deeply before opening the door.

And there he was, standing with a shy smile on his face and a flushterd look. He had one hand behind his back, as if he was hiding something.

"Hi" I greeted and watched as he shifted a bit closer. "Hey, you look beautiful." He said and just kind of zoned out on my face. First I thought it was cute but then I started to feel a bit uncomfortable because I didn't know what to do. I waved my hands in front of him. He blinked a few times. "I uh.. brought you flowers." He brought his hand that was hiding behind is back, forward and handed me a bunch of red roses. "They are lovely, thank you." I accepted the roses and called for one of the maids. "Can you please but these in a vase and place it in my room."

After I was done talking to the maid I turned back to face Harry. "Do you want something to drink?" He shook his head, "Can we go?" He asked. "Oh of course" I walked out of the door and closed it behind me. When I turned around I saw Harry standing with the door of the passengers seat open of his red porch. I walked over to the car and complimented his gesture, "Oh, what a gentleman you are, holding doors open, bringing flowers. You do realise that I top, right?"

"I-i uh what?!" He started blushing, "I wasn't trying to, uh.. I didn't mean to make you feel-" I stopped him although he did looked adorable, cheeks all red and stuff.0

"Harry, I was just joking. Chill." I got into the car and he closed the door for me. He walked around the car and took the seat into the drivers seat and started the car.

"Hey, you know I was joking yeah? It was actually really sweet and I never got flowers before. So thank you. I really appreciate it."
I tried to clearify.

"I know and you're welcome." He gave me a shy smile.

"So where are we going?" I asked. "I wasn't sure what to wear because well, you didn't respond to my message of me asking where we were going. So I just kind of improvised. I hope this is okay?" I raised one eye brow and watched him.

He glanced at me quickly and nodded his head.

"Hmm.. okay then." Why was Harry suddenly acting so weird? Was he nervous?

"Still waiting on that part where you tell me where we going?" I tried again.

He looked in the rear mirror and just simply stated; "It's a surprise."