All Grown Up

Chapter 4

Luke's POV:

I walked up to the front door of Mia's mansion and knocked on the door, Zayn answered. "Hey Zayn. How are you?" I asked politely.

"Good. Yourself?" He asked back. I replied "good" and waited for Mia to come down the steps. Zayn walked past me and out to talk to my dad. I heard them greet each other and start a conversation.

"Well at least he likes someone in my family." I sighed to myself.

"Talking to yourself, Styles?" I heard from behind me. I turned around to see Mia standing there. She was wearing a pair of leggings and a pink PINK sweatshirt with her grey Ugg Boots. Her brown hair was down and it went almost all the way down to her waist.

"You look beautiful, Mia." I gushed. She never failed to wow me, even when she was wearing a sweatshirt and no makeup. Well I didn't expect her to wear make up because she was only 12 almost 13.

"Thanks, you look really nice too." Mia told me while smiling. I was wearing a pair of jeans and a black North Face jacket with my black Vans. I grabbed her hand and lead her to my dad's Range Rover. Mia hugged Zayn and told him goodbye as I shook his hand.

It felt so weird being so formal with him. Before I started actually hanging out with Mia he would fist bump me all the time and mess around with me. Now he acts all strict and serious around me. I mean I know that I am interested in your daughter, but damn. I opened up the car door for Mia and slid in next to her.

"Hey Mia! Long time, no see." My dad chuckled.

"Hey Marcel, and I know right." Mia giggled back as we were on our way to the mall. When we got to the mall my dad gave me $200 and told me not to let Mia pay for any food. I told him I wouldn't and thanked him for the advice.

Mia got out of the car first and started walking towards the mall ahead of me. It was so hard no to look at her bum in those pants. I took a deep breath and ran to catch up with her. I think I did a very good job of containing myself.

"Hurry up slow poke." Mia sassed as she grabbed my hand. We walked into the mall and headed towards the shoe stores because Mia needed a new pair of flats.

"It's not going to take forever. I just need a new pair because my old ones ripped. I promise I am picking the first pair of black flats I find and then we can go wherever you want." She rambled.

"Mia, it's not a big deal. Remember we are both shopping here." I chuckled. She smiled back at me and we went to get her pair of shoes.

After shopping for shoes we both decided to go to Nordstorm to get new pants because winter was coming. I went with Mia first to look at jeans and tell her which ones I liked, but I'm sure they would all look good on her.

Once she found a pair of light wash skinny jeans we walked over to the male side of the store to pick out a pair of jeans for me. I grabbed a pair of dark blue ones and we walked to the dressing rooms.

"Would you guys like a large dressing room or a separate one?" The teenage boy working there asked.

"Um separate, thanks." I answered. Did he really just asked a 14 year old boy an a 12 year old girl if they wanted to share a dressing room? What is wrong with today's society?

I walked into my dressing room and tried on the jeans, they fit. I got back into my original clothes as waited for Mia.

"Do they fit?" I asked her through the door. I heard a sniffle and then Mia spoke up.

"N-no. Could you get me a size 2 please." She choked out. I could tell that Mia wasn't satisfied with not fitting into a size 0. I don't understand why she is so upset, she is so beautiful. I guess with today's society she felt bad about herself.