POSSIBLY British (Harry Styles Fanfic)

Sexy Yea

•Zayns pov•

So today Lana is making me go shopping with her. I really don't know why I agreed, I absolutely hate shopping.

I picked Lana up from her house nearly 10 minutes ago and we are currently on our way to the mall.

"Okay so here's today's plan. We have to go to Charolette Russe and Nike, I would like to go in Hot Topic and Pacsun as well but we don't have to. I feel like I'm forgetting something." she was rubbing her temples.

"See this is exactly why I don't like shopping it's too stressful." I acknowledged her stressed look

"Ohhhh yeahhhh, I have to go to Victoria's Secret. Do you mind?"

What the heck does she really think I mind! My whole day just got 293782 times better.

"Uhh sure I don't care, whatever you need to do." I tried to play it cool but bruh was I going to have some fun with this.

We got to the mall and she was looking for some winter and fallish clothes. I kept picking up everything I thought would look hot on her. 99% of the time she disapproved. She's too modest, I mean I don't want her dressing like a skank but she should flaunt her features more.

Finally it was time. Victoria's Secret. ( LoL )

"If you don't want to come in I won't make you. I'm not that kind of girlfriend." Lana said politely

"Nah it's fine I'll come with you." My insides were LITTERALLY exploding from wanting to see her try on some lingerie and some yoga pants and a crop top and...... well never mind.

"Babe you should try this on." I held up a lavender lace bra.

"Uhh ok...." She responded awkwardly. She doesn't catch on fast does she.

Lana already had a basket full of bras, panties and PINK clothes to try on and we've only been here 5 minutes.

"Zayn I'm going to get a dressing room to try some of this on, come on you'll have to wait outside."

To heck wit dat. I ain't waitin outside. Who she think I is. ( Zayns inner ghetto pimp is shining thru )

We walked back to the dressing rooms, and she was appropriately given the one with the door that said sexy.

"Ok sit there and wait for me to try on. Play flappy bird or somethin." she demanded and turned to go in the dressing room.

Right before she closed the door I jumped up and slid into the dressing room.

"Zayn Javadd! What do you think your doing, your going to make a scene and get us thrown out!" she scream whispered at me and I put my hand over her mouth

"I'm a cheeky lad and I want to see you in this. It's either now or tonight." or both. I said in my mind

"Oh my god whatever. Turn around while I change though, no peeking." She did her finger in a spinning motion and I turned covering my eyes.

"Ok how does this look." Lana sighed, modeling the bra and matching panties I picked out

My eyes nearly fell out of my head and I'm sure I was drooling. "Sexy, yea that's all I can say. Get those and let's go, I'll even pay for them."

"Your right you are cheeky." Lana giggled. She changed back into her normal clothes and we walked up to the counter to pay for everything she picked out.