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When we finished our drinks and head out of the shop, we checked for Zayn again with no prevail which is a little more than disappointing but I know I'll see him tomorrow, but I still was desperate to say goodbye to him. But we were headed out to Camila's Range Rover and so she can drive me home.

As we walked to her car the roar of a motorcycle caught my attention so I turned, looking around for the vehicle. My dad and I both had a major thing for motorcycles, he use to drive one before I was born.

I caught the sight of a slick, black, Harley, and the rider in a familiar leather jacket.

"Zayn?" I question over the roar of the bike and received no answer, I move away from my two new friends and head toward the bike "Zayn?" I say his name again, louder this time.

The figure turns and looks at me, and he's whiskey colored eyes are on me once again. He gives me a small smirk then cuts of the bike before stepping off it.

"You like the drink?" He asks me coming over to me, stopping only two feet away from me.

I nod enthusiastically "Yeah, I - uh - I didn't see you inside to tell you, nice bike by the way."

"Thanks," he says his voice comes close and cloaks me like a soft blanket and I close my eyes just to listen for a little bit. "Maybe I can give you a ride somewhere,"

My smile grows a little wider "Yeah, maybe you can take me somewhere, someday."

"Someday?"

"Someday,"

Zayn nods his head smirk still playing on his lips "Okay then, I'll wait for someday."

The conversation ends there but it doesn't grow cold or awkward, it just... Is, the silence is something I don't mind at all as long as I can spend it staring into his eyes.

"I really just wanted to say bye. I didn't want you to think I just disappeared on you."

"Does that mean you won't be back?" Zayn questions, taking another step forward.

"Um," I stumble "if Camila ever drags me back here I'll be back."

"Or... If I asked you back? Would you come back then?"

I look away and another giggle slips from my lips "Yeah, I'd come back."

"Then come back tomorrow. After school?" He asks and my heart soars

"You saw me in class?"

"Yeah," he looks away, sticking his hands in his pockets "did you see me?"

How could I not? I thought but instead said "Yeah,"

Zayn smiles "So I guess I'll see you tomorrow?"

"Yeah, you'll see me tomorrow." I say and smile at him

"Cool," he says

"Cool," is all I can think to say back and I look away and grabbed at the bottom of my skirt giving my hands something to do.

"Alright, well I have to get going," he says slowly, turning back towards his bike with his upper body. Then back to me a small opened mouth smile on his face.

"Right, um, right. Me too," I say turning around and heading back to the Range Rover (only to see Camila and Lauren both staring hard through the tinted glass) my eyes widen but I couldn't help but smirk at them.

"Normani?" He calls and I turn around instantly, skirt blowing around me.

"Yeah?" I ask to see Zayn back on his bike, helmet on his head.

"See you someday," he says

I smile back at him. "See you someday," then slowly I turn away from him and make my way inside the Range Rover.

Once I'm in the car and the door is closed behind me Camila and Lauren stare at me before beginning to squeal excitedly and I couldn't help but squeal with them.

"HE BASICALLY ASKED YOU OUT ON A DATE!" Lauren says, and that was probably the loudest I will ever hear her speak.

"I KNOW!" Camila answers for me

They continue the conversation without me, as I lean my head against the window seal and my mind wanders back to Zayn and what the hell just happened to my summer.

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