This isn't real {Zayn Malik}

Zayn's work

Days past, now it was Thursday. I had only talked to Zayn again yesterday, when he asked me to meet him at his work, then we could ride to the diner together. Every since Monday, Zayn was all I could think about. It seemed as if years of waiting for him to like me back were finally paying off. He seemed to actually like me, and I hope he did.

Later tonight, after doing my homework I glanced down at my phone. A new text message from Zayn. Even though it had happened before I still smiled and squealed a bit while reading it.

'We still on for Tomorrow?'

'Of course. I'll be at your work at around 5:30?'

'Sounds great. See you tomorrow.'

With that being done, my night was made a little bit better. I figured I should get some sleep, so I looked good for my date. I closed my laptop, turned off my music, washed my face, and hopped in bed. It didn't take me long to fall asleep, after all I was exhausted from volleyball practice.

My first week of school went pretty good. People only started getting annoying today but maybe it's just cause it was Friday and everyone had plans. I know I was antsy from lunch till I got home.

After practically speeding home from school, I raced up to my room. I had about an hour to get ready. Stupid volleyball practice. I had to quick shower, I was all sweaty. Then decided to throw on my favorite ripped skinny jeans, some white wedges, and a white sort of flowery tank top. I hoped I looked ok. Next came my hair. After quickly drying it, I curled it loosely and threw it up into a messy bun. My makeup was just a simple eyeliner streak with some mascara. It was already 5:15 when I finished so I decided to head to Zayn's work.

AN

Sorry it's so short :c I'll write more later(: I hope you enjoy reading this cause i really enjoy writing it! remember you are all beautiful and ilysm. Thank you soooo much for reading!!!!!