I Should Ink My Skin With Your Name: A Zayn Malik fanfic

Chapter 3: I Have a Date with Zayn Malik!

Jessie's p.o.v

I woke up around a little after 10am. My shoulder where I had gotten my tattoo, was killing me. But I remember Carlos telling me to put on the gel he gave me yesterday as soon as I felt the smallest amount of pain. I walked down my stairs of my flat and into my living to get the gel from my purse. I walked back up stairs and into my bathroom. I slipped off the strap of my tank top and smeared the gel over my entire tattoo. I smiled to myself after remembering the events that take place yesterday with Zayn.

I remembered that we held each others hand while getting our tattoos done. "Oh my god! I have a date with Zayn tonight! What I'm I going to wear?" A million questions went around my mind. After thinking for a minute I decided to go shopping before my date tonight. I was pulling my hair into a bun when my phone started to ring.

"Your hand fits in mine, likes it made jut for me. But bear this is mind it was meant to be, and I'm joining up the dots with the freckles on your cheeks, and it all makes sense to me..."

I smiled and started to singing as my ringtone played. I picked up my phone and saw that Zayn had texted me. I blushed as I read his message.

From DJ Malik: "Good morning beautiful!! :)"

I quickly typed my reply and continued to get dressed.

To DJ Malik : "Good morning boo ;)!!"

I pulled on a white tank top and dark wash jeans. Then as I pulled on my black combat boots my phone went off again.

From DJ Malik: "How'd you sleep babe?"

To DJ Malik: "Umm.. pretty good but my shoulder kind of hurt."

I pulled on my black leather jacket and walked into the bathroom to fix my makeup. I applied fountain, powder, eyeliner, and some mascara. As I applied a light colored red lipstick, Zayn had replied to my text.

From DJ Malik: "AAWW!!! I'm sorry babe, if it makes you feel any better my arm hurts too."

I picked up my purse and my keys and walked outside. I unlocked my car and sat down in the driver sea. "Ouch!" I yelled when my shoulder hit my seat.

To DJ Malik: "Yes that totally makes me feel better! Hey I'm leaving to run some errands. I'll text you later! :)"

Before I could even start my car, Zayn had replied to my text.

From DJ Malik: "Ok sounds good, drive safe babe. Oh and I'll pick you up at 6:30 and dress nice. K?"

To DJ Malik: "Ok I will! Bye Boo! :)"

I pulled out of my driveway and headed to the shopping center. As I was driving, I turned on the radio to my favorite radio channel. I turned the volume up when the host mentioned One Direction.

"Zayn Malik from the famous boy band, One Direction was spotted leaving a tattoo parlor with a girl. Zayn also walked her to her car. Could Zayn Malik possible have a girlfriend? Or are they just friends? More to come after this commercial break!"

I turned off the radio and was shocked. "I can't believe that show was talking about me and Zayn.'' I sighed and turn into the parking lot. "I'm not going let that stupid show bug me, after all I'm going on a date with the Zayn Malik.'' I said as I walked into the mall and went straight to Starbucks. "Hi! Welcome to Starbucks. What can I get you today?" The worker at Starbucks asked me. "Hi! Can I get a tall caramel latte." I pulled out my wallet. "Ok, that will be $4.49 please." The worker said. (sorry I don't have the fancy symbol for pounds.)

I paid the lady and walked and sat down at a table and waited for my drink to be made. "Jessie." The worker called telling me that my drink was done. I walked over and griped my hand around the cup. I smelled my drink and it smelled like heaven. I walked in a Forever 21. "Excuse me, ma. I'm sorry but no food or drinks in the store." The manger said. "Oh ok." I said as I walked out of the shop to find a garbage can. I drank the rest of my coffee really fast, but I didn't mind because I could drink like six of those at a time.

I walked back into the Forever 21 and started to look for something to wear tonight. I wanted to wear and dress with my leather jacket and my combat boots. I always felt comfortable in my combat boots and my leather jacket. I walked around till something caught my eye. It was a white sundress with lace. I prayed that it would be in my small figure. I looked thro the rack of dress until I found the dress in my size. "Oh they have my size!'' I stated aloud.

I walked over to the fitting rooms and closed the door to my room. I pulled off my pants and my tank top. I took the dress off the hanger and pulled it over my head. Then I pulled on my leather jacket and my combat again. "Wow! This looks really good, ad I think I will do loose curls with a deep red lipstick." I said as I was planning every detail of my outfit. I changed back into my regular clothes and walked over to the payment counter. The same lady who told me no foo or drinks in the shop rang up my dress. "Ok that will be $25.56." The worker said. (again sorry for not having the fancy symbol for pounds.)

I handed the lady the money for my dress, carried the bag with the dress in it and headed out of the store. It was a little after three p.m. So I went into my favorite music shop. I looked at a few CDs, and I saw a Michael Buble album. I love Michael Buble almost as much as I love One Direction. I went to the counter and bought the album. After walking around the mall a little more, I looked at my phone and saw that it was 4:30. "Oh crap I need to get home so I have time to get ready." I said as I ran towards my car. A few moments later I was home.

I plugged in my IHome and plugged my phone into it. Royals by Lorde came on and I started dancing like a maniac. I stripped down to my undergarments and turned the shower on. After stepping into the shower, I shaved my legs and washed my body and hair. I then stepped out of the shower and wrapped my body in a towel. I walked into my room and put on clean undergarments, and went back into the bathroom to blow dry my hair. Which wasn't an easy chore to do because my hair is so thick and long.

After 25 minutes of just blow drying my hair, my hair was finally dry and I plugged in my wand curler so I could start my hair. Then section by section my hair was curled in loose, long curls. I redid the same makeup from this morning but just with a dark red lipstick. As I walked back into my room I checked the time and it was 6:15! Zayn had texted me asking for my address and I quickly texted it to him.

Then I pulled the tags from my dress and pulled it over my head. I also applied more gel to my tattoo. I pulled on my combat boots and leather jacket, then I walked over to my dresser and put on my red stud earrings. I heard the door bell ring as I put my keys and phone in my black clutch. "Coming!" I yelled as I ran down the stairs.

I opened the door to reveal Zayn. He was wearing a white t-shirt with jeans and a black leather jacket. "Hey babe! You look beautiful!" Zayn said as he hugged me. "Thanks, you don't look to bad yourself!'' That earned a laugh from him. "Ready?" He asked. "Yeah just let me lock up." I said locking my front door. As we walked to his car we held hands. Zayn opened my car door for me. "Thank you Boo!'' I said as I climbed into his car. "No problem babe." He said. Then we drove to our designation. Wish me luck!

******Authors Note********

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