Proven.

Chapter 8

Natalie's Pov

El and I arrived at the mall about a hour ago. Right now we're just going in and out of stores shopping. When we go into Abercrombie and Fitch, there are guy models standing there shirtless, with low hanging sweats. One of them caught my eye, he had brown hair and it was sort of up in a quiff, he had blue eyes, and ugh he was muscular.  He had the most perfect teeth, the prettiest smile. I looked over at El, but she was to busy gawking at the guy beside my guy.  He had blonde hair that was also in a quiff, he had brown eyes he was also muscular, and had gorgeous teeth. El and I gave each other a look,  the look that said 'these are so the guys we're looking for.'

The thing agout my guy is he wasn't like Harry. Harry has the perfect brown locks that are untamed but so sexy. He has the toned body with muscle, and a smile that makes me weak in the knees. His eyes are by far the most beautiful color I've ever seen. The emerald color eyes, the hair, the muscle, the smile, the jaw line, the scent, everything about Harry looks like a model. Not just any model, but a dream model. A type of model only the human mind can make, it would seem merely impossible for someone to look so perfect. Harry Styles is the definition of 'perfect.'

I try to shake the thoughts from my head, wondering where in the hell this is coming from. I feel a tug on my arm, and instantly I'm brought back to reality. I have to get this guy, so my little criminal bad boy will leave me the hell alone.

But is that really what I want?

"Come on Natty!"  El whispered.

I followed her over to the nearest clothes rack to the attractive models. I had this special way of getting guys. I can look at them, and give a shy smile but when I start to walk away, I look over my shoulder at them, look them up and down and wink. Then they will be like putty in my hands.

We look through the clothes, and I instantly feel their eyes on me. I have to admit,  I'm pretty glad El and I stopped by the dorms to put on cuter clothes. I changed into light washed holey skinny jeans,  with a low cut sweater, and grey vans. El was wearing skinny jeans, a black and red plaid shirt, with red vans. I looked up to see my guy staring and smiling. I smile back, and slowly turn back to the clothes.

"Excuse me." I hear a deep Australian voice.

I slowly turn around,  and there he is smiling.

"Yes?" I asked batting my eyelashes.

"You do realize this clothes rack,  is the men's section?" He asked while giving me cocky smile.

I could just tell El was tensing. I am way to good with excuses, this will be to easy.

"You do realize we have dads right?" I ask while smiling.

He stood there eyeing me, with that ridiculous gorgeous smirk.

"Touché." He said.

I just turned, nodded at El and we walked off. I slowly turned around to see that guy biting his lip and checking me out. He was standing beside the guy El was staring at earlier. The other guy was checkig El out. We were walking out of the store, when I heard that same voice yell;

"Wait!"

El and I both let out a small giglle, before turning around to see both guys walking out of the store.

"Yes?" I asked.

"Our shift is over in fifteen minutes, would you two ladies like to accompany us to food court dinner?" My guy asked with a smile.

"Well,  we don't eat with strangers." I said while smirking.

"I'm Micah, and this is Zach." He said, while motioning between himself and Zach.