Stay With Me

Stay With Me: Part 1

You were sitting alone on a bench at your local park, waiting for your friend, Phoebe, to arrive because you were going to go on a girly day out to spa's and beauty salons. She was meant to get there at 11 o'clock but she text you saying she will be a bit late. Unlike all the other times she says she is going to be 'a bit' late, she was only 5 minutes late. But before she arrived, a young, fresh-faced, gorgeous man sat next to you to tie his laces up. He was halfway through tying up his laces on his left black high-top shoes when his phone slipped out his pocket and to the hard concrete floor. You reached down to the ground to get it for him.

"thanks" he says.

You gawp at his amazing hazel eyes, his silky black hair, and his perfect skin.

"uhmm......oh, your welcome." you reply.

You were so overwhelmed you couldn't get your words out properly, hence the 'uhmm'. You also didn't realise he was staring back at you, but not how you were staring at him, he had a much more confused look on his face.

"So....what's your name?" he asks trying to make the whole situation less awkward.

"umm its (Y/N)" you reply slightly red faced.

"wow! Such a beautiful name." he says. How sweet?!

"so what about your name?" you ask back to him trying to act more calm and casual than before.

"It's Zayn." he replies with a small, yet amazing, smile.

'Zayn?? And he said my name was beautiful....pshhtt!' you thought to yourself.

"Zayn? That's such a unique name!" you say, although you regret it slightly when you realise how weird you sound.

"haha! Yeah i quess you could say that," he replies, "so (Y/N) lets say we meet up somewhen?"

You breath heavily trying to hide the gasp that almost left your lips.

"sure, im free tomorrow." you say smiling like an idiot.

"great! Can i have your number, you know, just in case?" he asks.

"sure." you reach into your bag to find a small piece of paper and a pen to write your number down.

"thanks, i'll text you so you can save my number. Bye!" he says as he starts to slowly walk away.

1 minute later you get a text from zayn. It read: "hey (Y/N) i just realised we didnt set a time, is 6 o'clock ok?"

phoebe appears and sits next to you on the bench instantly, you wonder if she saw you talking to Zayn.

"WHO THE HELL WAS THAT GORGEOUS BOY YOU WERE TALKING TO?!" she asks you urgently. Yep. She saw. You reply to zayns text before answering her.

"sure sounds great. Meet you back at the bench, then. :)" you text back to him unable to think of where else to meet.

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