Heeeey readers :)
Here's chapter7. I know yes, i know it''s been like 2week ince chap 6 i know and you don't know how much i'm sorry about this very very long updating! I was always busy and i haven't 1 minute to myself, please forgive me for that! But now i promise i'll update more often! :) I didnt't realize this chapter was so long ahah! but it's worth it i promise :)))
So now let's read chap7 !Enjoyyyyyyyy! Hope you'll love it, cause i do :D
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-Chapter7-
*Chanel’s POV*
We’re in the car, the radio is on. I’m changing the radio station to find some nice music. I stop on one that seems cool. I song start and zayn automatically change it.
“Hey dude, what’s wrong? The song sounds cool. Its sounds a bit like... hum, you know the Grease song..!”
“It wasn’t Grease, I can swear...” zayn tell me
“Than what’s up with the song?”
“Never mind ok?”
“Yaa… mmm, ok” I answer him.
We continue our ride in London and Zayn drives us to a mall center. He stops the car in front of the mall and park.
“Ready for a shopping ride?” Zayn ask me
“Sure, but I don’t have my money”
“Don’t worry, it’s for me”
“No Zayn, you’re not paying for me”
“Sure I am, and you have nothing to say about it” Zayn replies
“But I...”
“No, No and No” he interrupted me.
“Fine, but I hold you one”
“Yaa, whatever” Zayn says putting his hood on.
“Zayn, what are you wearing your hood? It’s 30 degrees’ man” I say looking at him confused
“You know… it’s for SWAG”
“Yaa, Whatever…” I say stretching my tongue out at him
Zayn lock the car and we start walking to the door. Arrive to the door, zayn open it and let me in, he follows me.
“Let’s go buy some clothes lady”
Zayn and I are walking in the shopping center. There’s many beautiful shop everywhere, it’s incredible. We going here and there, buying clothes and accessories for both of us. It’s been almost 2 hours now.
“Don’t you think it’s time to go now?” I ask him
“Not yet, I have another shop I want to go to”
“Ok, than I’m in” I say smiling
Zayn grad my hand and we continue walking. There are people looking at us everywhere. What’s wrong with them? Can’t I just go for some shopping in my new town with my new friend without every single girl of the mall shouting my terrifying looks? It seems like I can’t. Zayn starts walking a bit faster and then he stops in front of a big shop.
“Here we are”
I look up and see “Abercrombie& Fitch”
“Omg zayn I always wanted to come here, there’s no Abercrombie where I’m from”
“I know you’ll love it, let’s go find some nice clothes”
“Sure” I say super smiling to zayn still holding hand.
