Broken

{ Chapter 4 }

I wake up to my alarm which I've set last night. I decide to go for a run and eat a banana before heading out.

I decide to go another route and find my way back easily. I'm finding my way slowly.

I take a quick shower and head downstairs for some breakfast. I decide to make porridge again, partly because my dad loves it. I leave some on the counter for him and go outside.

Since I don't feel like going upstairs and getting my bikini I just pull my sleeves up and sit in one of the comfy chairs. I lean back and breath in the summer air, when I hear my phone buzz.

I take it off of the small table next to me and look at the screen. It's Zayn!

-So there's this party tonight on campus and I feel like I should bring you with so you meet some of your new school friends. All the seniors come here and I mean the popular ones. You should come. I'll have my friend Niall take you back? -

Zayn is so sweet, worrying about me making friends. I agree to come and he gives me the address.

I pad upstairs and look in my closet for clothes but I can't seem to find anything appropriate. I text Zayn.

-What should I wear?-

-Something wild that screams look at me! No I'm kidding. Just wear a dress or something. I don't know what girls wear to parties.- I can just see him smiling on the other side of the phone.

-Well, I have nothing appropriate.-

-Do you want me to take you shopping?-

Shopping with Zayn sounds fun. I just don't know. I feel like being around buys now is too much for me. But Zayn's nice, he'll be helpful and won't laugh at me or something.

-Sure, where do I meet you?-

We decide to see each other at the mall close to here and I decide to walk since it's not that long.

I put on a casual flowery dress and some black sandals, swing my bag over my shoulder and head out.

When I arrive I see him standing there in his skinny jeans and always returning leather jacket, what is it with him and the leather? His hands are in his pockets and he's leaning against his car. When he sees me he smiles his beautiful bright smile and waits for me to reach him.

"Hi,.."

I get surprised by a tight hug.

"Hey" he breathes in my ear.

He lets go of me and I can't help but feel strange. What are his plans?

"Are you ready?" I ask.

"Always am." He says. We walk inside.

I walk in Macy's but he takes my hand and pulls me back.

"Not there, that's not what you want to wear to a college party."

He puts his hand on the small of my back and leads me to bershka. The loud music hurts my ears and as I look at the clothes, Zayn lets go of my back and we stroll through the store, Zayn suggesting dresses and holding them for me.

We reach the end of the female section and head to the fitting rooms. "Aren't you going to try anything?"

He shrugs. "You can chose me something." I smile and head to the male section. I chose some black skinny jeans with holes in them a grey shirt and a studded black jacket. He frowns at the studs but takes the clothes without complaining.

As I try on the first dress I notice how short it actually is. It barely reaches my thighs.

"Ana?"