“Hey Zayn. I have a confession,” I smiled smugly. He had a look of confusion on his face.
“I’m not really pregnant, I just wanted to know if you really loved me,” I giggled. A smile grew on his face as he hugged me.
“Well, do I love you?” he asked.
“Do you?” I asked back.
“Of course!” he exclaimed tickling my stomach.
“Ah ah ah ah, st-stop zayn!” I pushed out through my loud gasps for air. He picked me up like a bride and spun me around before placing a soft kiss on my lips.
“We have to get ready. We are going out to dinner with the boys and then a party later at the next hotel,” Zayn said, putting me down.
“Okay!” I said, trotting off to the closet.
“How does this look?” I asked, coming out of the bathroom to show Zayn what I was wearing. I was wearing a strapless dress that was white at the top, with blues, pinks and purples on the bottom. Underneath I had black and white striped leggings and blue heels. (http://www.polyvore.com/kimms_dinner_party_outfit/set?id=50297417)
“Holy crap. It looks amazing!” Zayn exclaimed.
“How do I look?” he asked. He was dressed in cream chinos, a red polo and his signature black varsity jacket.
“Very handsome,” I replied, as he walked towards me. He held out his hand and bowed down.
“Ma lady,” He said in a posh accent. I laughed and put my hand in his as we walked out of our room and towards the restaurant.
The other 4 boys were already sitting there waiting for us. This was my favourite restaurant out of all of them within the hotel complex because it was so chilled out. It had live music, and the tables were small with couches surrounding them. I sat next to Zayn and Liam, like usual. I always sat next to them, because Zayn was my boyfriend, and Liam was my bestfriend. It was just the usual thing we did!
We ordered what we usually did, hot chips, nachos, pasta and quesadillas for all of us to share and a round of soft drinks. Harry hated when we ordered alcohol because he couldn’t drink yet, and felt left out. Bad luck for him tonight though, if we go out partying, I will drink, and Harry is not going to stop me!
The conversation flowed at a normal pace, and I decided to lie down and relax while the food was still being prepared. I put my head on Liam’s lap, and plonked my feet on Zayn’s.
“AH SHIT!” Zayn screamed, grabbing his crotch. I forgot I had high heels on… All the boys burst out laughing, and, I’m not gonna lie, so did I. I sat up and threw my arms around Zayn.
“Oh I’m sorry baby,” I said through laughs. His mouth hovered over my ear.
“Kiss it better?” He whispered. A shiver ran down my spine.
“Maybe later. We will see,” I whispered back, kissing his lips, and then lying back down on Liam, placing my feet carefully on Zayn.
I looked over to Zayn, and his eyes were closed. I had no idea why, but I just let go of it and kept conversation going with the boys. For some reason, the food was taking heaps long tonight, but I didn’t care. After a few minutes, my phone vibrated in my pocket.
From – amaZAYN
Unless you are willing to go back to our room right now, please, stop tapping your foot to the music. You’re making it harder for me ;) pun not intended.
To – amaZAYN
You dirty bastard! Fine! I’ll stop :)
From – amaZAYN
