Heartless

Chapter 6

Carissa's POV

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"Liam no, I don't want to go," I tell him as he rummages through my closet.

He's been trying to get me to go to the club with the boys, but I honestly don't want to go. Zayn will be there and I'll be terrified. Plus, I'm tired and lazy to go.

Right now I'm watching him from my bed, as I snuggle under the duvet covers.

"C'mon just have fun," he says as he pulls out my red dress. "This will look sexy on you." He lays it on my bed and goes to my drawers.

I immediately shoot up. "Don't look the through there!" He's going through my underwear drawer. F.uck.

"This one," he says and pulls out my red lace bra and panties, making me blush. "Wear this," he throws it on the dress, "with that."

"Liam," I whine. He turns around and lifts my upper body and hugs me, his cologne engulfing me.

"Please come with us?" He pulls away and looks at me with puppy eyes, making me melt. Don't give in.

"No," I say sternly. He tries another tactic, and pouts his lip, mixing in with his eyes.

"Please?" He coos.

"Fine!" I sigh loudly, giving in. He smiles, pecks my cheek and stands up from the bed.

"I'll be waiting at Zayn's place." He says and heads out of the room, and later my apartment.

I take my clothes off, and slip into my undergarments before moving onto my dress. It fits snug as I adjust the ends, pulling it down, the hem reaching the almost upper part of my thigh. Liam also picked out my red pumps, so I put those on as well.

After I take my hair out from my messy bun, loose waves forming, I head out of my apartment, making sure to lock my door, and shyly knock on Zayn's door.

Zayn's POV

"S.hit she's here," I say out loud as I stand. Harry pats my shoulder to calm me down. "Do I look good?" I ask him, gesturing towards what I'm wearing.

"You're just wearing a plain white shirt with jeans Zayn," Harry says.

"S.hit," I curse, "I should go change then."

"Zayn," Liam sighs, "just answer the f.ucking door and give her the flowers." He motions toward the bouquet in my hands.

"Fine," I say nervously and head toward the door, and open it.

"Carissa," her eyes widen at my presence and she quickly looks down.

"Hi Zayn," she doesn't meet my gaze. Her dress shows her curves perfectly, and her hair looks perfect.

"I got you these," I hand her the bouquet of white tulips to her. She shyly takes hold of them and smells them, her lips curving into a small smile.

"Thanks you," she says, finally meeting my eyes.

"Come in," I step aside and she walks into my apartment and sits next to Louis. He gives me a smirk and wraps an arm around her waist, making her jump.

"So I guess we should head out now?" Liam says. They all agree and stand up, and start to head out.

"I'm going to go out these in my apartment real quick," she says, and heads into her apartment.

A couple minutes later, she comes back out and we all walk down the hall.

"Carissa?" I call out to her and she turns around. "Can we walk together?"