It was my date the next day. The first date of my life. After searching my whole closet and a lot of argument for the whole night, we decided to keep it simple yet a lil bit stylish. So now I'm here, standing in front of my body length mirror in a skin tight navy blue jeans and a round neck white t-shirt with a dark gray blazer on it, with brown boots and a watch to complete the look. We decided to leave my curls just the way they are, wild, 'cause according to my dear sister, messy hair looks Hot.
"Oh my god Harry, you're looking so hot and beautiful. I wish mum didn't have to go to the vacation with Robin and was here to see you, she'd have been so happy", Gemma said.
I sighed. I miss my mum. But she has her own life too, she's sacrificed her whole life for us after our father left. I'm happy that she's with Robin, her boyfriend of 2months. He seems to be a genuine nice man and loves both me and Gemma. I'm happy for my mum.
"I can't wait to see Zayn. I want to see who's this guy that has stolen my brother's heart from the first day", winking playfully she said.
"Gemma", I whinned.
"Okay Okay no more teasing.", laughing playfully she said.
It was 4.50 pm, I was waiting for him sitting on the couch in our leaving room.
"Okay, while we wait for him, let's watch some t.v to kill the time", She suggested. I nodded in agreement.
After 15mins of watching t.v I heard the door bell ringing.
"Ah, it must be him, go", She said.
I blushed, straightened some creases on my jeans and opened the door. My Jaw literally dropped at what I was seeing there.
There he was standing, Zayn Malik. My crush. Looking hot as ever in his black skin tight jeans, white t-shirt and a leather jacket on it. With both hands behind his back as if trying to hide something.
"Hey"
"Hey"
"you're looking ho.. Uhm, beautiful"
"Thanks", I blushed. "you too look good yourself", I mumbled. He smirked, but there was something behind the smirk I couldn't quite put my thought in that. "Thanks", he said.
"Uh, sorry for being late. Uh, I was gonna get you this..", with that he brought his hands back from behind and handed me a rose bouquet.
Taking the bouquet from his hand , I blushed deeply. "Thanks", I whispered.
"Aww, what a gentleman. So this is Zayn! I must say my brother has a nice choice. Well, hey Zayn, I'm Gemma, Harry's elder sister.", Gemma said from behind me, bringing her hand beside me for a hand shake.
I went back to our home and put the bouquet on the coffee table and then stood beside Zayn.
"Oh hi, Harry has told me many things about you. Nice to meet you", shaking her hand, Zayn said.
"Well you guys go and enjoy your date. Be safe and I'm not gonna tell you to use protection 'cause I'm well aware that you guys are mature enough to use one", she said cheekily.
And when I thought my cheeks couldn't get any deeper shade of red, my sister proved me wrong again.
"Sure", Zayn winked at her and they hi fived.
"See you later Gemma, bye", he said and waved her.
"Bye Gem", hugging her I said.
"Bye Harry", she said , waved us and then closed the door.
We both walked to his BIKE?! and he handed me a helmet. God, I don't know how's this date gonna end up or worse start. 'cause I'm afraid of bikes. So I just stood there, examining the helmet.
"Harry"
"Yeah?"
"Are you nervous?"
"Yeah, a lil"
"Don't be, I'm here", he said, and gave me a comforting smile. Somehow, it did help easing the pain.
He sat on his bike and I sat behind him.
"Put your arms around my waist, you'll feel better."
Blushing, I did what he said and God, did this feel better.
"Oh and Harry?"
"Yeah?"
"You look cute while blushing",he said, I can feel him smirking. And with that he sped off. Driving us to our date venue. I can't wait. I can't.
Date: 21st October 2016
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The Bet [Zarry AU] **UNDER EDITING**
FanfictionWhere, it all started with a bet. *** M-preg *** Poorly Written *** Under Editing