Paris Love (Zayn Malik Fanfiction 2) Completed!

Chapter 20: In England

Precy's POV

An hour ago, I receive a text from Zayn that we need to wear formal attire in going to the Bistrot Paul Bert. Since when should we do this? Oh well, as long as I can get there to be with Niall. Thank goodness we bought something formal with my shoes.

When me and Niall were now wearing formal attire, we got inside the restaurant and scanned the whole area for the boys, but Niall saw them first and pulled me over to their table.

"Precy, Niall! You're here at last." Zayn grins at me and Niall.

"Of course we are!"

"Shall we get some food to eat?" Niall at my side suggested and soon we both sat down beside each other.

All of them have their orders but only me can't decide any food,"Hmmm...... I have no choice, Chicken with potatoes, Veal stew and for dessert is Grand Marnier Souffle."

"Good choice, thank you for visiting Bistrot Paul bert!" The waiter said before he leaves.

"So, mind if we talk?" Niall suggested

I winked,"Of course! Go ahead, Niall."

He grabbed my hand and kissed it,"Have you enjoyed being with me the whole afternoon?"

"I enjoyed it a lot, Niall. Why would I not enjoy it?"

"I'm just wondering that's all." His eyes were still locked at mine.

I bite my lower lip, looking down at the table,"Well, you don't say."

"How's your heart going?"

"Now you're asking like a jackass."

"Sorry?"

"Just shut up, you ruined my night."

"Am I ruining it now?"

"You're being a psycho."

"Doesn't mean I ruined your night."

"Shut it, I've had enough."

Zayn was holding a wine glass and a spoon, making sound of it,"Yo guys! I have a big announcement, I know you waited to tell this to the girls," He said, looking at us one by one,"Well, we requested you girls if you wanna, come with us."

"Come with you? Where?"

"To london," Me and Candy's eyes widen. Is this true?,"Wanna come?"

It took me a minute to think if I wanted to go,"Well uhhh sounds great to me."

"Me too." Candy let out a cheerful smile.

We all contiuned to talk and laugh everything like there is no tomorrow. Niall was talking about how embarassing his life in high school at freshmen year, even Zayn's high school life. Can these boys ever get better? I mean, those embarassing things they had are like funny moments to me.

Zayn mumbled something to me that we should go somewhere private, something like the rooftop. We go up there and before we could hit the cold air outside, he gave me his jacket and wrapped it to my upper body. Zayn was a gentleman, and this is the only time we can be alone together.

I was looking up at the black skies at night, stars shimmering, moon lighting up the whole Paris and the streets were full of fast-pacing cars. It was beautiful to look at,"You look beautiful tonight."

"I know, thanks!" I said, smiling to myself.

"Pres, do you still hate me?" That questioned made me frozed, am I mad at him?