Serendipity

Chapter 3

 “Wait, what are you doing?” I said attempting to understand just what the hell was going on.

He didn't answer, but proceeded dragging me along with him as we reached a black range rover. He let go of my hand to slide open the door. “Get in, quick!” he said nudging my back. “Am I being kidnapped or something?” I asked looking hesitant. “I'll explain, just get in the car,” he said, basically lifting me in. “Alright, calm down,” I said stepping in to the rover. He got in after me and shut the door. “So...” I began, waiting for him to fill me in. “Nothing. I just thought this would be a lot more...safer.” He said after finding the right word. “Right,” I replied feeling a tad bit scared. He laughed, “you look a little scared,” he said. “Well, it's not everyday I'm forced in to a car, you know,” I replied.  

This was strange. I had certainly never imagined meeting my future husband this way. My parents would kill me if they found out I let a stranger-- a very cute stranger, persuade me in to getting in their car without any reasoning.

"Do you always think this much?" I found myself looking at Zayn's smiling face. Wow, I really need to stop going in to my own world, I thought to myself. "Only when I get forced in to cars," I said smiling. He let out a laugh. "You've got quite the sense of humor," he mused. I was about to say thank you when I head his DJ Malik music go off. "Is that you?" I asked amused. He turned a deep shade of red. "Uh...hang on a second," he said while taking his phone out of his pocket. He quickly glanced at it and slipped it back in to the pocket it first appeared from.

"Sorry about that," he said, still a little red from his embarassing ringtone. "It's fine, I thought it was quite funny to be honest," I said laughing. I glanced at my phone, it was almost 9pm. My mom and dad would be calling home any second now. I really shouldn't be out this late dsobeying my parents' rules.

"Look, I'm sorry but I should probably get going," I told him sadly. His face fell a little. "Wh--" he stopped and re-phrased himself. "I mean, that's too bad. I really had a nice time with you. Even if it was for a while," he said smiling. "Thank you, so did I," I said sliding open the doors. I hopped off and turned around to wave at him. I noticed him staring at my shirt. I looked down. "Oh! What about your shirt? I can't just run away with it," I said. "I guess you'll just have to give it back to me another time," he said hopping out of the car himself.

He dug in to his pocket and pulled out a slightly wrinkled piece of paper. "Here," he said taking my hand and placing what now looked like a ticket in my hand. "What's this?" I questioned. "We're filming a segment for a TV Show two days from now. You've probably heard about it, I think they were doing ticket giveaways all last week," he explained. I slowly caught on. My sister and I had been dying to win tickets, and now here I stood with one in my very own hands. "Thank you, I guess I'll see you there," I said smiling. Be cool, be cool, be cool; I coached myself. "I guess you will," he said smiling and waving.

I waved back and watched him step back inside the car. I sighed happily and made my way back to my own car when my phone started ringing. It was my mom.

I was in deep trouble, I knew that for sure.