Rescued [A Zayn Malik fanfic]

Chapter 7

Britney's P.O.V

Zayn and Harry dropped me at my house and Zayn and I exchanged our numbers . It felt so good meeting such a dreamy boy . He is a true gentleman. Even his dressing sense is good. Well its too good to believe.

I was thinking about him and my phone buzzed. It was a text from Zayn.

Zayn : It was nice to get to know you.

Britney : You too Zayn. You're quite an amazing person.

Z:  If you say so . Would you like to meet me tomorrow? We can go wherever you want .

B: Okay then. Nandos?

Z: I like nandos :)

      See you at 2 pm then?

B:  Sure:D

Z: Its a date then x

B:  As you say:*

Z: Goodnight x

B: Goodnight Zayn xx

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Harry's P.O.V

Me and Zayn were sitting in the living room watching The Simpsons.

He started texting somebody and there was a huge smile in his face which is quite rare.

Zayn is a mysterious person. He keeps his thoughts to himself.

He is the most quite one, even during the interviews . I feel he doesn't like to share his sorrows with anybody.

All I can say is that its really hard to gain his trust. I would say All the best Britney.

I came back to the real world ehe zayn threw a cushion at me.

"Dafuq Zayn? " i said

"Guess What?" he smirked

"What?!" I said while throwing back the cushion at him.

"I am going on a date with Britney" he said

"That's great Zayn. You like her don't you?" 

"Yes I do like her."

Oh my god his cheeks turned red

"Ooh someones blushing." I nudged him

"But be careful of the Paparazzis" I added.

"Yeah. I will. K thanks bye."

He said in a rush and went to his rooms.

The paps are really annoying. They just spoil our mood by asking irritating questions.

I felt my eyes getting heavy. I went to my room and fell asleep.