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Lost Date

"Do you ever wonder if the stars shine out for you? Float down, like Autumn leaves, hush now. Close your eyes before the sleep..."

Denise was laying on the couch, her head on Zayn's shoulder, sleepily watching him sing to Daisy and Phoebe, Louis' twin sisters, so they could fall asleep. Daisy was on Zayn's lap and Phoebe was on Denise's lap. Louis was out with Eleanor. (He begged Denise to babysit Phoebe and Daisy for him so he could take her out on a date.) Denise is horrible with little kids, so she managed to get Zayn to cancel his date with some girl to help her with the twins. Unfortunately, Zayn's date threw a hissy fit, and refused to reschedule. Zayn looked over at Denise and spotted her falling asleep and smirked.

"Is my singing really that boring?" he chuckled.

Denise's eyes fluttered open. "What? No, no! It just really soothing, that's all." She then noticed that her head was on Zayn's shoulder. "Oh, I'm sorry!" she whisper-yelled, sitting right up.

Zayn laughed, "It's alright, I didn't mind."

"What time is it?" Denise yawned.

"About 10:30 I believe."

"10? Ugh. Louis said he'd be home by 11, so 30 more minutes to spare..."

"We should get the twins to bed." whispered Zayn.

Denise nodded, and they proceeded to walk up the stairs and put the twins to bed.

"I'm really sorry about making you cancel your date. You know how I feel around kids though." she sighed, rubbing her temples as if she had a headache.

"She was really hot AND she was smart. Denise, your such a cockblock." Zayn teased, shaking his head.

Denise rolled her eyes and sat back down on the couch, pulling on Zayn's arm so he could sit with her, "How about I set you up with a girl that's even hotter and smarter then your other girl?"

"I don't know..." hesitated Zayn. "That'll be pretty hard..."

 Denise pouted," Okay, now you're just being a meanie."

Zayn laughed and put his arms around Denise, giving her a little squeeze, "It's fine, really. I don't want you to set me up with someone, I'm not that desperate."

Denise shook her head, "No, no, no, I'm going to anyway. I'm having a bunch of girls over for a sleepover on Thursday night and you're coming."

Zayn's eye's got wide, "Sleepover? You're honestly inviting me to sleepover with girls? Denise, you don't know me at all if you are..."

Denise scoffed, "Obviously not Zayn, I know what would go down if you slept over. Just drop by and say hi. Bring the boys too, so it wouldn't be too suspicious."

"Alright, fine. I'll go, but-" Zayn got cut off by the sound of the door opening. In comes Louis, a huge smile on his face.

"I'm baaackkk!" Louis shouted.

Zayn shot Louis a look, "Shhh, we just put the twins to sleep."

Louis rolled his eyes, ignoring Zayn. "So...What have you kids been up to?" he asked, eyeing Zayn's arm around Denise's shoulder.

Denise shot Louis a look. "Actually, I've been trying to get Zayn to come to my party so I can hook him up with someone since I ruined his date today."

Louis shot Denise a quick, sympathetic look, "Well, as long as you two haven't been doing anything with each other that Mom wouldn't want Daisy and Phoebe to see," he said jokingly. 

Louis and Denise have been friends long before his X Factor days. They met in primary school, while they were trying out for the talent show. They bonded over the one thing they have in common, their love for music. Louis Tomlinson is in a boy band called One Direction, along with his four best mates, Harry Styles, Niall Horan, Liam Payne, and Zayn Malik. When they first formed in 2010, Louis introduced the boys to Denise Featherstone, his one and only best friend. The boys instantly bonded with her, claiming that she was fun to be around, and that she was like a little sister to them. Once, Louis was asked about Denise in an interview. He said that she was an amazing singer and a brilliant girl. Naturally, everyone's curiosity got the best of them, and they searched her up on Youtube. Due to her phenomenal voice, she quickly become an online sensation, and currently has 4 hit singles on the Top 100 Billboards Chart. Sometimes, people ship her and Louis together, which is embarrassing for them, but they both now that it'll never happen. Louis has a wonderful girlfriend named Eleanor Calder, and Denise has had her eyes set on Zayn Malik for a while now. Louis knows this, and sometimes he tries to help her out by talking about her to Zayn a lot. Unfortunately, Denise is still stuck in the friend zone with Zayn.

Zayn shook his head, "With Denise? C'mon man, you know I'm not like that. She's too cute and little, like a teddy bear."

Denise winced, Ugh, cute and little?! Like a teddy bear!? Damn my shortness... 

Louis laughed, "Yeah, a really violent teddy bear." Denise chucked a pillow at Louis. "See?!" he exclaimed, "She's throwing stuff at me!"

Zayn chuckled, "Yeah, because you're mean to her, she'd never hurt me. Right Denise?"

Denise rolled her eyes, plastering a fake smile on her face, "Course not Zayn," she said in a sickeningly sweet voice.

"Oh, you've made her angry Zayn! You'd better step away from her before she unleashes her wrath of fury!" teased Louis.

Denise chucked a pillow at him. "Whatever. I gotta go, I don't think my mom knows where I am." She got up off the couch, and so did Zayn.

"Do you need to me give you a ride?" he asked.

"Nah, I can walk, it's just around the corner and I don't want to be a burden."

"Are you sure? I don't mind. Plus it's really dark out..."

"Positive."

Louis crossed his arms around his chest, butting in, "C'mon Denise, let the lad give you a ride, don't be so stubborn."

Denise sighed, "Fine, if you insist."

Zayn and Denise bid Louis goodbye, put on their jackets, and headed out the door. Zayn, being the gentleman that he was, opened the car door for Denise.

Denise scoffed, "Since when did you get manners?"

"My mommy has always taught me to be well behaved."

"Yeah? Well, holding the door for girls and that 'ladies first' thing is complete bullshit. Guys just use it to check out girls' asses."

"And you, my lady, have a very fine one."

Denise blushed, turning away from Zayn. However, she couldn't resist and turned back to his direction, admiring the way Zayn gripped the wheel with one hand, and how he gazed at the road intensely. Zayn turned to look at Denise and saw her watching him.

"Checking me out? I don't blame you, I do look pretty good." he said, looking at himself in the rear-view mirror.

Denise laughed, "You're such a weirdo. I wouldn't even be surprised if you ended up marrying yourself, or your mirror."

"Hmm, that's actually not a bad idea at all. Are there laws against that in Britain?"

"There probably is. If there's laws against gay marriage, then most likely there's one against marrying yourself."

"Darn," Zayn fake-pouted. "Thanks for getting my hopes up."

Denise giggled, "You're welcome."

Zayn laughed along with her, stealing a quick glance at Denise. "You know, you have a really pretty smile. Have you ever had braces?"

Denise's cheeks turned a crimson red. Thank god it was dark out so Zayn wouldn't notice. "Braces? Nope. I've always had straight teeth."

Zayn ah'd softly and continued to focus on the road. They arrived at Denise's house and Zayn walked her to the door.

"Well, thanks for driving me back, and for agreeing to help me babysit Daisy and Phoebe."

Zayn nodded, "Don't mention it."

"Sorry about your date again..."

"It's okay, she was probably uptight anyway, since she got mad that I cancelled."

Denise giggled, "She just couldn't handle your beauty."

"Yeah that's it." Zayn agreed.

"So, remember, Thursday night, my house. Bring the other boys too."

"Gotcha, I'll be there." Zayn confirmed.

"Great. Ok...well, bye." said Denise.

"See ya." replied Zayn, reaching in for a hug.

Denise stood on her tiptoes while Zayn leaned down to reach her. His cologne smelled heavenly, it was Gucci by Gucci, and her perfume was Chanel No.5, which also happened to be Zayn's favourite perfume on a girl. It was a picture perfect moment, and unfortunately, a pap was there to capture it.

"Shit..." muttered Denise. She quickly let go of Zayn and went inside, before the pap could capture anymore pictures...