One Direction - One Shots [Requests are On-hold]

Zhyzhia and Harry

Dedicated to: vashappeninzhyzhia

Sorry for the late update! Been so busy with school! :D

Anyway, tell me right away if you don't like it. I'll change it, 'kay? :D

Until then, ENJOY! ^_^

Zhyzhia’s POV

           Is it just me or is the temperature slowly dropping? Darn this car and its air-low temperature. I’m shivering cold. Or is it just me once again?

           “Zhia..” my mom took my hand and gripped it tight. I felt my heart beating inside my chest heavily and also the butterflies that flapped inside my stomach. I breathed a mouthful of air and exhaled it.

           I have never been so nervous in my whole life.

           I glanced at my mom and gave her a reassuring smile. She returned the gesture and added a light hug in the process. I patted her back and whispered, “I’m good, mom.”

           She broke away and dabbed her tears with a napkin. “I’m sorry, it’s just that your dad and I are going to miss you so much, Zhy.” My mom sniffled.

           “Well, today is my big day,” I placed my hand on her shoulder then added, “and I don’t want to see you cry.” I told her, tears were slowly forming in my eyes.

           “Let’s cut this drama. You’ll ruin your make-up if we continue this.” Mom said. I gave her a light chuckle and glanced through the window. “They’re waiting.”

           Mom took my hand and we went out of the car.

           People started chattering as I came out of the car. Some were rushing and panicking while the others stand still as if waiting for me. I shot them each a smile.

           Music echoed throughout as I entered the building.

Harry’s POV

           I smiled like an idiot as I gazed at the girl that I love. At this moment, nothing could cause my smile to falter. Everything is all set.

           She walked awkwardly through the aisle. She looked at the people as if they were going to attack her at any time. I think she’s cute when she does that. It reminded me of when we first met.

*

           The chime of the bell snapped me back to reality.

           I am at the coffee shop, all alone with my frappe. I sat near the corner so that nobody can disturb me by brushing their hips on my shoulder. It’s annoying when they do that.

           The coffee shop is full with love-birds. It’s good that they’re not snogging though. Otherwise, it would be awkward.

           But what caught my attention was the cause of the chime. I glanced at the where the chime was produced. There, near the main door, stands a girl. She was searching for a place to sit, I suppose. She didn’t give an impression of looking for her companion.

           I raised my hand and shouted, “Over here!”

           Her attention suddenly turned to me. She looked to her left and right and then back to me. She pointed herself and mouthed ‘me?’

           I nodded and that brought her to stride towards me.

           “Hi,” she greeted. I flash a smile. She smiles back.