(Zayn’s POV)
It was a quiet night and I was taking a walk down the streets of London. I looked down at my watch, 1am it said. It was a crisp cool night; I don't get to do this a lot ever since One Direction and all the fame started. I stuck my hands in my pockets and continued my walk, I liked to get out in the middle of the night it gives me time to think...I needed to think.
(Julie’s POV)
I was running and crying, I had to get away! I can't believe he did that to me, he takes me to a club, then I catch him making out with another girl?! He's such an ass, all I knew was I had to leave. I didn't know what time it was, nor did I care I just kept running. All of a sudden I crashed into someone and fell onto my bum, fuck that hurt. I look up to see a boy with black hair, beautiful brown eyes and dark skin. "Are you okay?" he asked in a very what I would call sexy deep voice. "Yea I'm fine" I said, he got up and extended his arm to help me up. "C'mon love I don't bite" he said and laughed a little in the process. I took his hand and stood up. "Thanks" I said while staring into his eyes. "Hey are you alright?" he asked concerned. Shit I forgot I was crying and probably looked like a mess! "Yeah I'm good, it's nothing really" I managed to say without drooling from looking at him, where have I seen him before? "If you're sure, I'm Zayn by the way and you?" he says...of course he's Zayn Malik from One Direction my friends favorite band! "My names Julie" I said while trying to put on my best smile, which wasn’t easy seeing as how I was just crying.
(Zayn’s POV)
“My names Julie” she said. I took a small strand of her dirty blonde hair away from her face and tucked it behind her ear “what a beautiful name to match a beautiful face” I said, and it was true she was gorgeous even if it was dark out. She had these sparkling green eyes, and a stunning figure, she wasn’t skinny nor large more muscular. “Um hello?” I managed to hear her say then snapped out of it, how long was I staring at her that must have been awkward. I rubbed the back of my neck “sorry I was just distracted” was really all I could think of saying without sounding like a complete idiot. She giggled though which sounded adorable, man snap out of it Zayn you just met this girl. “So where do you live babe? I should at least take you home seeing as how I wasn’t watching where I was going and crashed into you.” “No it’s alright I can make it home” she said. But the truth was I wanted to take her home at least to get to know her a little more. “Really it’s no trouble at all” I said with a hopeful tone so that maybe she’d agree. “Well if you’re sure, thanks” she said still smiling that incredible smile.
(Julie’s POV)
This is insane, Zayn Malik wants to take me, ME home! Wait till my friend, Joelle hears about this she’ll be so jealous! I must have gotten lost in thought because he reached out and grabbed my hand and pulled me into a cab. “Where do you live Julie?” he asked, “Uh I live at 173 Preston Drive.” He told the cab driver and we were off. “So is now an okay time to ask why you were crying?” he said sort of awkwardly I guess because he didn’t want to impose. “Yea it’s fine, I was crying because my now ex-boyfriend took me to a club then I caught him making out with another girl” I said while looking down at my hands. Just as I said that he took my hands looked into my eyes and said “I’m so sorry, that guy’s such a jerk to hurt a lovely girl like you.” We stared into each other’s eyes for a minute until I broke it by saying “thanks but it’s all good who needs him anyway” even though I was still heartbroken. After a few minutes we arrived at my house. “Well this is me, it was really nice meeting you and thanks again for the ride.” “My pleasure babe, but uh well do you think I could get your number? I’d like to stay in contact if that’s alright with you” he said. O.M.G. I can’t believe he actually wants my cell number. I took out a piece of paper and pen from my clutch and wrote it down. “Here you go” I said and handed it to him and just as I was about to get out he grabbed my hand and kissed my cheek. “Goodnight Julie” he said in his gorgeous Bradford accent. I got out and walked to my house as I looked back he had already driven off. I walked through the front door, shut it and smiled so huge. What a night!
