Those Eyes

Chapter 8

Ella's P.O.V.

"Are you done yet?" I asked for about the sixteenth time. "Nope! You're only close to perfect," Val replied. Her hands worked quickly with my hair. "He's going to be here soon!" I exclaimed. "Don't worry. Almost done!" Val said as she continued.

When Zayn asked me out to the ball last night, Val went crazy. She took my mastercard, locked me in the bathroom, and went shopping. She insisted that she knew what was best for me. After she returned, she wouldn't even let me see what she bought. As long as the bill didn't go over my budget, I really didn't care.

"Done!" Val woke me up from my thoughts. I looked at the mirror and gasped. Val did an amazing job. She gave me smoky, white eyelids that brought out my eyes. My hair was braided to the side, held down with a snowflake hairpin. I actually looked good and was impressed.

"Okay. Zayn is coming soon. Ready to see the dress?" Val asked. She brought over the bag then slowly and gently pulled out the dress. "How does it look?" I looked at it in a daze. It was a tight-looking, dark blue dress with pearl designs on the chest. It was really pretty, but it had one problem. "The dress is way too short!" I complained. Val looked at me with sympathy. "Poor Ella! She doesn't even know what to wear around One Direction. Believe me, this is perfect for you. And its only mid thigh. Here, put it on!" She threw the dress at me. "Ugghh!" I groaned with frustration. I carefully put on the dress, and examined myself in the mirror. The dress actually looked decent. The pearl sequence really brought out the dark, silk blue, which revealed my curves. I put on pink lip gloss, grabbed my clutch, and got ready to go.

"Oh my gosh! El! You look beautiful!" Val exclaimed. She pulled me into a hug.

I then heard a knock at the door. "You stay right here while I answer the door," Val commanded. I sat on the bed, waiting for my cue. "I'm here for Ella," I heard Zayn's voice. My heart did a quick leap. "Ella! It's for you!" Val sang. That's my cue, I thought. I carefully put on my high heels and walked outside. Zayn's eyes widened as he saw me. "You look beautiful," he complimented. I slightly blushed. "Thanks. You don't look bad yourself," I replied back. He really did look good with his black suit and dark blue tie. "You both look amazing! Okay El! Have fun!" Val pushed us at out the door and slammed it.

Zayn and I linked arms, and he helped me walk down the slippery, marble floors. Once we were at the parking lot, he led me to a white, long stretch limo. "Wow," I said under my breath. He opened the limo's door, and helped me get in. As I climbed in, I noticed three good looking guys staring at me. "I'm Liam!" the tall one said. He held out his hand and I kindly shook it. "I'm Niall and he's Louis," the blonde one introduced. "Hey! I wanted to introduce myself," the Louis one pouted. "Quiet, Louis," Liam demanded. I laughed. They all seemed like wonderful guys. No wonder millions of girls loved them!

"These are my bandmates, minus one. The other one is already at the ball," Zayn informed. "I guess I'll just meet him there," I agreed. The limo suddenly started. I fell back and landed on Zayn.

"You look beautiful," Zayn whispered. I looked at him and our eyes locked. Our heads slowly moved towards each other. I could tell that our lips were only millimeters apart, but we were interrupted by Louis. "No PDA in the car!" he protested. Zayn and I quickly sat up. I blushed deeply, and I noticed Zayn's cheeks turning red. "Shut up, Louis," Zayn hissed. The limo suddenly stopped in front of tall buildings. A curly- haired girl opened the door. "It's freezing outside!" she said as she sat in. "Here's my jacket, love." Liam handed her his coat. "Thanks, babe!" She kissed him deeply. "No PDA!" Niall interrupted. The girl gave him the death glare, but then noticed me. "You must be Ella! I'm Danielle!" She gave me a hug. "You look beautiful," I complimented. She looked amazing in her turquoise dress, with her hair let down. "Thank you! You're beautiful, as well," she commented. She sat next to Liam and started talking. "Where's Eleanor?" Danielle asked Louis. "Eleanor is Louis's girlfriend," Zayn introduced. "She can't make it. She has a cold," Louis said sadly. "Oh, that poor girl! I'm sorry, Lou." Danielle started rubbing Louis's arm.