The stars were shining brightly. As Damon and I strolled through the park, I took notice in them. I tried not to think about the conversation that Zayn and I had, but it was hard not to.
I didn't expect to see him at all. I thought he would've been long gone, but there he was at the table right next to me. I didn't want to think that it was fate because I was so furious at him.
He left me when I needed him the most and I couldn't just forget that.
There weren't a lot of people in the park. Damon walked closely by me, a little too close if you ask me.
I didn't know how I felt about Damon. He was a really nice guy and I enjoyed spending time with him, but... as much as I hated to say it, he wasn't Zayn.
I didn't get that certain feeling with Damon that I had with Zayn. He didn't give me those stupid butterflies in my stomach. I didn't get chills down my spine when he looked at me.
Damon wasn't Zayn.
"You seem to be lost in your thoughts." Damon said to me.
I looked down, unable to meet his gaze, "Just a lot going on."
"Want to share?"
I didn't know if I should tell Damon everything that happened, but I had to admit that it would feel good to just let everything out.
Damon walked over to a park bench and I followed.
"I'm guessing this has to do with that guy at the restaurant." Damon said, and I nodded.
"This all started with him. You remember how I asked you if you would accompany me to my parent's ceremony?"
"Yeah, I do."
"Well, after you said no. Camille suggested that I.... hire someone." I mumbled the ending.
"What do you mean hire someone?"
I took a deep breath, "Zayn is an escort."
Damon's eyes went a little wide, "He is?"
"Yeah, and I fell in love with him."
"That explains everything. I overheard that you said he left you?"
I nodded, "I was able to keep his occupation a secret from everyone, but my brother Easton found out. He told my other brother, Mark and then all hell broke lose. I wasn't there when they told our parents, but from the endless calls and texts from them, I know they are furious."
"Wow."
"Yeah, that's my thoughts exactly." I chuckled a little.
"It's clear that he still cares about you. He kept looking at you the whole time at dinner. I could tell that you wanted to look at him but were being mindful that you were there with me."
"I forgot how perceptive you are."
Damon smiled, "It's one of my strong suits."
"Well, it's annoying me." I joked.
"Don't get mad at me! It's the truth isn't it?"
I nodded, "Yeah, but I can't just forget everything. I felt heartbroken when he left without telling me."
"Think about it this way, would you be able to wake up everyday and not have him there next to you?" Damon questioned.
I never thought about it that way. Would I be able to go each day and not have Zayn a part of my life somehow. Would that what I wanted?
"I don't think that I could." I said.
"You need to go and talk to him. Hear him out." Damon suggested. He stood up and I did too.
"Thanks for tonight, Damon." I hugged him a little.
"You're welcome. It didn't exactly go like I had planned." he chuckled.
"I'm sorry again. I owe you lunch sometime soon, okay?"
He nodded, "You sure do. Now, go and get your guy."
I smiled before I walked away and headed back to the restaurant. I was glad that the park that Damon brought me to wasn't too far from the restaurant we ate at because my heels were killing me.
I went back into the restaurant and took a quick look around. Zayn and his "date" were long gone. I didn't know if I should call him, or if he would even answer.
I walked out of the restaurant when it hit me. Zayn told me that he was accompanying that Tanya chick to a business event right across the street. There were tons of cars in front of the nice hotel and I hoped that I didn't need an invitation or anything to get in.
I walked in with a large group of people trying to seem like I fit in. I wasn't asked for anything, and I followed everyone else to the main ballroom.
There was fancy music playing and I saw a lot of people dancing. How in the world was I supposed to find Zayn?
I was thankful that I decided to get a little dressed up for my dinner with Damon or else I would stick out like a sore thumb.
I walked around the room before I started to get discouraged. If Zayn wasn't here, then where could he possibly be?
I had to get out of there before I had a nervous breakdown. I started to leave the ballroom when he walked in. He was alone thankfully and was staring down at his phone.
I walked up to him, "Zayn?"
He was surprised to see me, "(Y/n), what are you doing here?" Zayn pulled me off to the side so we could talk. He rested his hand on my waist and I didn't pull away from him.
"I wanted to talk to you, Zayn. And to apologize about how I spoke to you earlier."
"No, you don't have to apologize. I deserved it. I shouldn't have left you. I should've stayed with you when everything happened. I was just- I didn't know what to do because I never put myself in this situation before. I never felt this way before."
I felt myself moving closer to him, "Felt like what?"
Zayn cupped my cheek with his hand and I leaned into it, "I'm in love with you, (Y/n). That scared me. I didn't want to hurt you and then I did. I'm not good for you."
"Don't say that, Zayn. You are good for me. You are who I want to be with. I'm still a little upset at what happened, but I will get over it, you know why? Because I love you." I said to him.
I saw him smile a little, "You do?"
I nodded, "More than I ever thought that I would. I don't care what my parents or my brothers think. I'm in charge of my life and I choice that I want to be with you."
"I'm so glad to hear you say that." Zayn chuckled before he leaned over and kissed me softly. I felt my heart start to pound so hard in my chest. I missed his lips on mine.
Someone coughed near us, "Excuse me?!"
Zayn and I broke apart and looked at an angry Tanya near us.
"I didn't pay for you to come and makeout with some girl, Zayn!" She said.
"Well, take this as my resignation for the night." Zayn told her as he grabbed my hand and we walked away.
I couldn't hide the smile that formed as we walked out of the ballroom and then out of the hotel.
"So what now?" I asked him.
"Now, I have to make a phone call to my agency and tell them that I quit. I always told myself that when I find the person that I wanted to be with, I quit being an escort." He told me.
"That's mightly noble of you, Mr. Malik." I chuckled.
"You're worth it, love." He leaned over and kissed me softly again.
"I'm so in love with you." I whispered against his lips.
"The feeling is mutual, babe."
