Rawan's POV.:
I put the dress and do light make up on my face, it is simple I guess, I straighten my hair, and let it fall on my shoulder and with a final look at the mirror, I go to downstairs, feeling good with my look I guess, I am not that sure if Zayn will love it or not.
I start walking down stairs, finding Zayn is waiting for me, his back is facing me so I can't make out what does he look like? but I am sure he will be beautiful like always, I mean it is Zayn we are talking about it guys, he looks beautiful in anything and everything.
" I am ready, Zayn" I cough a little, he turns around and his jaw falls, I swear I can see his jaw on the floor, his eyes are roaming up and down my body, I shift my weight slightly on the other leg, feeling uncomfortable with his stare.
" Is there something wrong with the dress?" I ask nervouly, playing with my fingers while looking down at the floor.
" Are you kidding me? It is fucking beautiful, I can't even find any word to say how much you are beautiful right now, Fuck" he speaks quickly, I don't know he can swear like that so easly.
" Zayn, watch your language" I snap at him, and send a little glare at him.
" Okay, sorry, you are just beautiful, and your look is breathtaking" He gushes over me.
" Thank you" I blush and thank him.
" Shall we my lady?" He asks and extends his arm out.
" We shall" I put my arm under his extends one, He winks at me, making my heart expoldes and blushing a little, we start walking to his car in a complete silence, which I find it very comfortable.
He opens the door for me like a gentelman and says in a formal tone " Ladies First".
" Thanks" I mumble and giggle a bit, he closes the door and goes to the other side, then he starts driving away.
" So, where are we going?" I try to make a light conversation with him.
" That is for me to know and you to find out" He teases.
" Zayn" I groan.
" Rawan" He mimics me.
" Please Zayn, tell me" I whine like a child.
" Angel, it won't be a surprise anymore if I tell you" He tries to convince me.
" But I hate surprises" I argue with him.
" Rawan" He warnes me, I pout a little but said nothing.
" Don't make me kiss those lips of yours, okay?" He warns me, I look at him with wide eyes, and shut my mouth quickly, making my whole face blushes like there is no tomorrow.
" Hey, Am I that bad?" He acts like it hurts him very much, and puts his hand over his heart, I giggle a bit and shake my head as a 'no' from me, because the truth is being beautiful and amazing with his hazel eyes.
" I know angel, I am just perfect and beautiful" He says, but I know he is joking so I laugh because he looks self-confident.
" Yeah yeah, whatever makes yo sleep at night" I tease him, he chuckles, with his amazing voice, and the silence fills the car.
" And we are here" Zayn sings, he pulls out his car in front of famous rich restaurant.
" Zayn, Are you kidding me?" I whisper yell at him, When I saw the restaurant and put my hand over my mouth to keep myself from the shouting, he chuckles at my reaction.
" No I am not kidding" He replays and put his hands up in shurder.
" Zayn it too expensive, I don't want you to your spend money on me" I try to give him a reason that he doesn't havea reason to spend much money on me.
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Arranged To be Malik
Hayran KurguBeing forced to marry someone who hates you is a hard thing. All of us know this fact and we can't doubt it. That's what happened to Rawan and Zayn. He hated her with everything in him, he could pay any money to make her leave him. He was even to lo...