Having No Regrets (A One Direction Love Story)

Zuna's POV

LUNA'S POV:

After I finish helping Liam get the food ready for his and Willow's date, I put on a sparkly gold shirt with some black jeans and some cute black boots, high heeled with a cute buckle around them. I then grab a black jacket and put it on after I do my makeup and put on some cute, gold earrings and a gold necklace and a few rings. I look at the time and it's a little after 8. He should be here at any minute. He'd told me he would take me out after dinner so I knew we certainly weren't going to have dinner. I didn't eat anything anyway. When was the last time I actually ate? One day ago? Two? I don't know.

Earlier today I'd gone to the hairdresser and gotten extensions put in my hair. They're easily removable so I can take them out myself and I can also put them back in. Now I have long, red wavy hair and it's perfect for my date. I run a hand through the long hair and giggle. I kind of miss having long hair. 

I hear a knock at my door, snapping me out of my daydream and I take a deep breath in, grabbing my phone and walking to the door and I open it to reveal Zayn. He's wearing some black skinny jeans with a white shirt and black jacket. He looks fucking hot. Then again, when doesn't he look hot?

"Are you ready to go?" He asks with a smile and I nod and he takes my hand and leads me down the hallways and down the stairs and out of the house. He leads me to his car and opens the car door for me and I smile and say a quiet thank you before hopping in. He gets into the drivers seat and drives off. 

He puts on the music and I bop along to some of the new hits. Some of my favorites play like Ed Sheeran's new song and Katy Perry's. I catch Zayn looking at me and smiling a few times but he doesn't shy away when I catch him, he just grins even more which makes me blush and sing even louder then the last. 

I Don't Want To Live Forever starts playing and we both bop along and sing as loud as we can. I'm actually obsessed with this song. Zayn's vocals are amazing in it and I love Taylor Swift as well. They're both such talented artists, and I have the pleasure on being on a date with one of them. How could I have gotten so lucky then to be on a date with my crush of just over a year? How many people can come along and say 'I went out on a date with my crush!' I remember having crushes when I was younger, and I was invisible to them. Completely and totally invisible. 

A little while later Zayn parks the car outside the big art museum. 

"Isn't it closed?" I ask, confused.

"Yes, but I know the guy who owns it and I asked if I could come here after hours on a date, and he said yes." He says with a grin and I grin back and we get out of the car and walk up and there's a middle-aged man standing at the door and he gives us a big smile.

"Welcome Mr. Malik." He greets him and Zayn gives him a nod as the man opens the door and we walk inside and I feel Zayn take my hand and entwine our fingers together.

"I know how much you love art, just as I do, and I wanted to take you somewhere special, somewhere that we're both passionate about." He says with a small shrug.

"Zayn, this is amazing. Thank you." I say softly and he smiles at me.

We walk around the museum, looking at all the beautiful paintings and masterpieces. We laugh and talk and discuss each piece we find interesting. We have an actual conversation for the first time in the past few weeks and it's nice. The place is huge with paintings at every corner. I can't believe he'd take me somewhere as amazing as this! He really is just an amazing guy. And he's romantic too which is a total bonus. I can't believe he actually feels the same way as I do.

After about an hour of so walking around the museum, teasing each other and laughing like two mad people, we walk out and Zayn thanks the guy and gives him a tip before we hop back into the car.