Chapter 7 part 1

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A hazy, yellow light led me to an open balcony bordered by rose bushes. A breeze rushed by, brushing a strand of hair away from my eyes as I peered out at the darkened sky and at the shining, full moon. "Hello, beautiful," someone called, and I turned around and smiled at the sight of Hazza.

He was dressed in a black suit adorned with a dark blue tie, his eyes shimmering in the night. He pulled me into his arms, stroking my face as I draped my arm across his shoulders. We started swaying when I felt a little tug. I looked down, and noticed my dress caught in a rose bush. When I looked back up, I gasped when I found Zayn in Hazza's place instead.  His chocolate brown eyes greeted me, and his strong arms held me tight. "You look beautiful," he whispered. I felt my cheeks heat up as he slowly spun me and pulled me back in. I laughed at his dancing. We then stopped dancing. He pulled me towards the gazebo. Once we stopped in the middle, he slowly leaned towards me....

I suddenly woke up. The cabin was dark, with only a couple of reading lights on. I turned around and faced Zayn. "Good morning, love." I noticed that I was on his shoulder. "I'm sorry." I apologized as I sat up. I turned on the nightlight and checked my watch. It was 12:30 pm in L.A. "Why are you awake?" I asked. "Jetlag. Not really tired," he replied. I agreed. "I guess I'm also jetlagged." His face suddenly lit up. "Let's talk!"

 Zayn and I talked for hours. He told me about himself and I told him about me. We talked about childhood memories, best friends, and family members. The intercom interrupted us, "Passengers, we'll be landing in a few minutes." I checked my watch and gasped. It was 3:30 PM in Los Angeles. "Ella, can I ask you something?" He seemed nervous. "Okay," I answered slowly. 

"There's this event tomorrow night and it'll kinda seem lame if I don't have a date. Will you do the honors and be my date?" he asked.

. "The thing is, we literally just met, plus I don't want to ditch my friend," I replied. Zayn started looking upset. "But it's for work! Plus, I would never ask out a girl unless I thought she was cool," he winked at me.

Man is Valerie going to kill me.

"Sure why not," I replied. He refused to give me his phone number so I just gave him mine.

"Cabin crew, please prepare for landing," the intercom announced. The flight started shaking again. I tightly closed my eyes, and searched for something to hold on to. "Take my hand," Zayn whispered. 

...

Val opened the hotel room door and threw her bag on the bed. "Ughhh! I'm so exhausted!" She took out her laptop and started typing. "Val! If you're tired, go to sleep!" I shouted. I entered the kitchen and made coffee. I really was exhausted. After the flight landed, Zayn took us out to a nearby McDonalds. He then dropped us at our hotel and left. All that extra walking made my leg sore. I kicked off by boots and ripped out my socks. I checked my feet, and poured hot water on it. My numb feet started receiving feeling.

"El! Focus on the coffee, not your feet!" Val advised. I threw a pillow at her head, and she screeched. "Focus on that," I joked. Once the coffee was ready, I poured it into two mugs, and handed it to Val. "So.... Tell me everything!" Val demanded. I looked at her, confused. "What do you mean?" I asked. She rolled her eyes. "You sat next to Zayn, from One Direction. I doubt that you were asleep the whole time!" She said it like it was so obvious. My head spun. He was from One Direction! 

"El. El! You okay?" Val repeatedly shook my hand. I snapped back to reality. "We talked most of the time. But he did ask me out for tomorrow. Actually he kind of had to beg me," Val started cheering. 

"Gooo Ella!" She cheered. I giggled at her enthusiasm.  

"Sorry I have to ditch you though. He told me it was for work."

"If Zayn asked me out, I would ditch you too."

"Wow ok thanks."

" Whatever let's unpack so that we can decide what to wear!" Val suggested. She jumped out of the bed and ran to my suitcase. I groaned and followed her. There really is no way around this girl.


Edited and revised by: Lucent

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