I walk back to my dorm and see Stacy smiling at me. “You set this up didn’t you?” I question her. “I have no idea what you are talking about.” she says her voice going up an octave making it obvious she did. I walk over to my closet to pull out my denim shorts that reach just above the middle of my thigh. I pull out a black shirt that has gold stones that cover the collar of the shirt. Its slightly see through, and buttons up the middle with a two strings to tie it at the bottom. I fix my makeup and re-curl my hair. I put on my 3 inch wedges that have black straps and a black bow beside my ankle.
--Zayn’s POV--
I’m really nervous. I don’t know why I’m so scared. But at the same time, I feel like the luckiest guy in the world. I’m going on a date with Mariana. And I couldn’t be happier. I love the way her dark cocoa brown hair cascades to the middle of her back. The way her very dark brown eyes glisten when she’s talking about something she loves. And how short she is, and the way she tries to defend herself when people joke her shortness. She just barely comes to my shoulder, but lose my thought when I turn the corner that signals I’m close to her dorm room, I approach her door, I get butterflies in my stomach. But I knock on the door. And I can’t help but smile as soon as she opens it.
--Mariana’s POV--
I look up at his face and see how happy he looks. I can’t help but blush. “You look beautiful.” he says, and I blush even more. “Thank you. You look good too.” I respond, and eye what he is wearing. He is wearing a plain white t-shirt, and denim shorts that hover right at the beginning of his knees, with typical Nike sandals. I blush as soon as his eyes meet mine again. “Lets go.” he says and grabs my hand and pulls me to him. He intertwines his fingers with mine. I can feel him staring at me, and I can feel the stupid smile plastered across my face. And blush. I love his confidence. As we are walking towards his car I see his ex-girlfriend, Julie. She gives me a really dirty look. But I just smile and nuzzle up close to Zayn. Ane he just smiles.
--Zayn’s POV--
I unlock my fingers from hers and run to open the passenger door for her. She looks at my truck, and she doesn’t even reach the window. She looks at me “Uhm, I need help getting up here..” she tells me. I step towards her and pick her up with my arms around her small waist. I lift her up barely trying. She starts laughing and wraps her legs around my waist to assure her security. I step up on the railing and put her into her seat, she keeps her eyes on mine the entire time. Once I set her in her seat she giggles. She puts her hands around my neck, and pulls my face to hers. Brushing my lips softly with hers.
