Love is Real (Zayn Malik fanfic)

chapter 5

Jasmines P.O.V (her apartment)

I sat on my couch, with sweat pants and a light pink cami on, surfing through channels. It was a little past 6 o clock and I had just gotten home. I landed on Beauty and the Beast when suddenly my cellphone started ringing. I picked it up and checked the caller I.D. It was Zayn.

Oh my gosh..Do I anwser?!? I began freaking out. I didn't even really know why, I just was. I took a deep breathe and then swiped the answer button.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Jasmine, its me..uh Zayn." he said

"Hey Zayn, what's up?"

"Well, I was wondering if you wanted to come to our show tonight. I know it's a little bit of a last minute invitation but I really wanted you to come." he said shyly.

He really wanted me to come? I thought.

"That sounds great Zayn. What time?"

"Uhm, well, I could pick you up in an hour?" He asked all excited.

"Sounds perfect." I said with a smile.

"Great see you then."he said

"See you then." I agreed and with that he ended the call.

I hurried to my room and began digging through my closet. I settled with dark blue skinny jeans and a cute red flowy spagetti strap shirt. I added my silver charm bracelet, and red vans. Then I perfected my wavy hair and did my makeup. Just as I lightly sprayed myself with perfume, my phone began to ring. Again it was Zayn. I answered straight away this time.

"Hey Zayn!"

"Hey Jasmine, Im outside, I didnt know which apartment you were in so I just stayed down here." He said a little embarresed. I laughed a bit.

"Oh it's fine I'll be right down." I hung up my phone, grabbed my small tan side bag, and ledt my apartment locking my door behind me.

Zayn was standing in front of my building, just observing the street when I exited the building to greet him. He saw me and smiled. I couldn't help but smile back. He gave me a hug which I returned easily. We broke apart from the hug, our fingers still interlocked a bit.

"You look beautiful." he told me. I instantly started to blush and so I looked away trying to hide it. He smiled a little and then taking my hand, he walked us to his car and opened my door dor me. I stepped in and he closed my door and then got in the car himself. He started the car and in a comfertable silence we drove to his concert.