the girls of the boys

little black dress

Meanwhile at Zayn's flat:

Becca let her hand slide across the paintings that covered the walls. She smiled in awe of the many hours poured into it and smiled at Zayn who was standing behind her watching her reaction intently.

"This is so cool, you are so gifted, I love it, so much, thank you for showing me," she smiled at him as he picked her up onto his back and carried her to his room, he sat her on the bed and held up a finger telling her to wait. He disappeared into his closet and came out with a garment bag marked Dolce & Gabbana. He handed it to her smoothing the bag and bit his lip just slightly. She bounced slightly on the bed and he looked at her nodding for her to open it. She flexed her fingers and slowly unzipped the top. She didn't get one eighth down the zipper when her hands flew to her mouth. She swiftly unzipped the rest and held up the all black Dolce & Gabbana cocktail dress. With silver trim it was a sleeveless all silk beauty that had subtle silver trim near the top.

"Zayn . . ." she breathed as she jumped off the bed wrapping her arms around his neck.

"Do you like it?" he asked into her ear.

"Oh my gosh, so much!" she smiled releasing him and holding the dress up to her tiny frame.

"Try it on?" he asked nodding towards his bathroom. Becca clutched the dress tightly to her chest and scampered into the bathroom peeking at him before closing the dress. She shimmied into the snug but perfectly fitting dress before re-emerging to Zayn and shyly walking up to him.

"Help me with the zipper?" She looked up at him before turning around so he could zip it up. She felt his warm fingers graze her skin as he slid the zipper up to where it ended just below her shoulder blades. She turned around and looked at him waiting for an opinion.

"Wow, you are so beautiful," he mumbled before pulling her in by the waist and planting a soft kiss on her jaw. She smiled and slightly pulled away so she could kiss him on the lips. He held her close to him, his body heat radiating off him and warming Becca as he pulled her in by the small of her back. He gently let go of her and smiled at her for a moment with their eyes locked on each other.

"Later," he smiled and scanned her dress with his eyes, "you know, Walhiya helped me pick that out, I really hope you like it." His brown eyes danced with pride as he looked down at Becca.

"I love it!" She smiled twirling a bit before crashing on the bed. She quickly got up and adjusted the dress on her legs. "Why did you get me this though?"

"I wanted to take you out tonight," he smiled holding her hand and twirling her in a circle.

"Just you and me?" she asked inquisitively, because since arriving in the UK all of us had done our dates together.

"Yes," he laughed a bit and smiled before turning to his closet and pulling out a tuxedo and holding it up to himself. "Is this acceptable?" he asked glancing between the suit and Becca. It was a plain black suit with a silver and gray striped tie, a white shirt, and black pants.

"Yes!" she smiled clapping her hands once in approval before shooing him into the bathroom and telling him to quickly change. A few minutes late Zayn appeared dressed in his fancy garb, he held his tie out to Becca.

"Help me?" he asked sheepishly as he smiled at her.

"You're hopeless," she smiled, standing on her toes, pecking his cheek right above his stubble. Her quick and nimble fingers laced the tie in and about before nicely pressing the tie to his shirt and stepping aside from his view so he could assess himself in the mirror. He side grabbed Becca and pulled her into the view of the mirror.

"Much better," he nodded towards Becca's reflection, ""your dress seems to complete this suit. It seems you complete me in the same way," he smiled nuzzling her face in her neck giving it a little kiss. She squirmed playfully and pushed him away.

"You're ridiculous," she smiled before collecting the dress bag and her clothed from the bathroom. She sauntered out of the bedroom before Zayn could say a word.