Just Friends. [h.s]

8: back row

After days of dodging Zayn, I finally agreed to go out on a date with him. We are currently at the movies, and I'm so thankful for that. I don't have to embarrass myself speaking to him.

"What do you want to see?" Zayn asks me.

"Nothing that's scary." I tell him. I absolutely hate horror films with a passion.

"Oh come on! You're boring." He frowns.

I laugh. "It's just an excuse for you to comfort me."

He smirks. "Exactly."

I lightly smack his chest. "Stop."

He chuckles. "Here I'll get the tickets and you go get the snacks." He says handing me his credit card.

I smile evilly, taking his card. "Don't expect any money to be left on this." I leave before he could say anything.

I got the snacks, more than we needed, then met back up with Zayn.

"Jesus Christ." He says looking at the abundance of food. I give him an unapologetic sorry, and then he helps me by taking some of the things.

"All right, Let's go." Zayn throws his arm around over my shoulder, leading us to the theater.

"Let's go in the back." He says.

I laugh, shaking my head. "I am not making out with you here."

A big, cheeky smile grew on his face. "To throw popcorn at people, obviously."

We took our seats, at the top. I really don't want to be here right now. I'd rather be in bed watching Netflix, alone, or with Harry... Here I am on a date with one of the hottest guys ever, and I'm thinking about him.

I shake my head, getting rid of my thoughts. "So what movie did you choose?"

"You'll see."

"I swear to God, Zayn. If you chose a horror film, I will leave right now." Secretly I hope he did so I could just Uber home.

"I didn't, I promise."

I nod my head, placing popcorn in my mouth. Zayn lets out a yawn, stretching out his arms around me. "That was so lame." I laugh.

"Shh, it's about to start." He grins, looking at the screen.

In the two hours the movie was playing, thankfully Zayn didn't try anything with me.

Right now we are in front of my house. Zayn was dropping me off and insisted on walking me to the front door.

"You know, that was my first date ever." He confesses.

Really? That's surprising. "Same here. It was fun." I smile.

Once we made it to the door, we faced each other.

"So I was wondering Stella."

"Yeah?"

"I know this isn't a big gesture like most people do, but will you go to homecoming with me?"

I nod before thinking. I actually do want to go with him. I never had a date to homecoming. After tonight, I see that Zayn is a really nice guy, and I do like him, but doesn't compare to Harry.

A big smile came across his face. Before I could realize, his lips were on mine.

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Short update, but hoped u enjoyed:):) I might update again later today