How To Seduce

5. Date With John

I stare at my wardrobe, still unsure on what to wear for the date. The nervousness I'm feeling is new to me, I've never really had to dress up for something. For the date with Zayn I had worn the day's clothes, while now I have to find the perfect outfit.

Be yourself! Natalie had told me, as well aslots of more advice.

So, I decide to be myself even in the dressing: skinny jeans, long sleeve striped shirt and boots.

<<Lea, you eating?>> I hear Zayn asking me, through the bedroom's door.

<<No Zayn- I stutter -can you come in? I have to talk to you.>>

I hear the door creak open, Zayn enters my vision span and I see him sit on the edge of my bed, smiling.

<<Well?>> he encourages me patting the seat next to him and lightens some tension.

<<I.. I'm going out tonight.>> I begin.

The boy raises an eyebrow quizzically and grips my hand inciting me to continue.

<<With John, a real date.>> Zayn's posture tenses right away, and I feel cold once I realize he has released my hand.

He stands up and walks slowly to the door and stops before leaving the room, still keeping his back to me. <<When?>> <<Tonight, as soon as I'm ready.>>

<<Well, have fun.>> he says coldly before slamming the door.

What's up with him?

<<I'm going!>> I yell down the hall, wearing my coat.

I hear steps upstairs quickening until I see Zayn almost bounding down the stairs and come up to me, grabbing my wrist. <<Don't go, please.>> he whispers. I burst out of laughing, freeing myself from his grasp, crossing my arms on my chest.

<<Why shouldn't I? Let's hear it.>>

The dark haired boy opened and closed his mouth repeatedly, threading his hand through his hair.

<<Because I have to give you lessons, obviously.>> he justifies himself. <<You can give me them tomorrow, Zayn.>> I answer opening the door.

My roommate grabs, yet again, my wrist.

<<Zayn, let me go!>> I scream, trying to free my arm, but he tugs on me harder pulling our faces up close.

<<Go ahead and date him Lea, but we'll see who will make you fall.>> he whispers with a cold voice that gives me goose-bumps, before releasing me.

I watch him climb the stairs and turn right, then hear a door slam.

I'm about to follow him and question his weird behavior, but the doorbell stops. <<Who is it?>> I speak through the entry phone. <<John.>> is the only answer I hear.

Without another word being said, I leave the house.

<<So, where are we going?>> I ask once in the car.

<<To eat pizza, you wanna?>> I nod, turning on the radio, as if it was my car I was riding.

Who's gonna make you fall In love? my eyes bulge recognizing Justin Bieber's Fall as the song currently playing, which reminds me the words said by Zayn not many minutes ago.