It was a windy day, i was walking home from school in my school uniform. I'm going to my boyfriends house today, Zayn Malik. I see his house from down the street and the i start to get nervous. Today i'm meeting his parents for the first time. my palms start to get claimy. I stop on his drive way, take a deep breath, and continue walking.
*knock knock* i wait on the door step patiantly as i hear someone rushing down the stairs. The door slowly opens and i see Zayns face peek out from behind the door. He looks at me as if we haven't seen eachother in months. He opens the door and hugs me tightly. His head resting on mine, my head against his chest. He says quietly "Don't worry babe, my mom will love you". I look up at him and smile, "i hope so..". He takes me into his house, it was tidy, and very well decorated. the walls were a light shade of grey with black and white pictures stringed on the wall. He looks at my outfit as if i was wearing nothing at all, "you have to wear this to school? haha gross." he giggles then points to the bathroom for me to change. i walk in and close the door, all i can hear is his mother talking about how its quite strange that he's 19 and im almost 15. he defends me by pointing out that im mature for my age and that age is only a number.
I walk out of the bathroom with dark wash ripped jeans and a blue long sleeve on. Zayn is also wearing jeans with a dark green Jack Wills sweatshirt draped over his muscular body. He looks at his mom as if he was mentally saying, mom, excuse us. He takes my hand and walks me down to his basement which was a beige color with dark brown furniture and a flat screen televison. On the coffee table there was movies set out, all classic disney movies, he knows me to well. "Zayn you really didnt have to." i said while rapping my arm aound his. "Of course i did, anything for you." he calmly said while sitting down on the warn out couches. he pats the seat beside him telling me to take a seat. i walk over and sit down, my head on his shouder and arms around him. He flicks on the TV and we start watching beauty and the beast. I can hear his heart pumping and every breath he takes. he looks down at me and says with a smirk on his face, "i love this movie, don't you?". i nod and look up at him, with a smile on my face.
About have way through the movie Zayn looks at me with a sparkle in his eye and blurts out, "i love you, you know that right?" Almost shocked that he would even have to ask i sit up and peer into his chocolate brown eyes, "ya i know that i.. i love you to". He smiles and kisses me softly as he runs his fingers through my hair i close my eyes and hold his perfectly chizzled cheek bones. He then pulls me onto his lap so we're facing eachother, my legs on either side of him. I rest my head on his as he pulls my hips closer. i can see the love and passion in his eyes as he stares into mine. This is what love felt like. I kiss his forehead and hug him tightly, his fingers running up my spin. It tickled a bit but i didn't laugh. he seemed quite gentle and scared he was going to do something i wouldnt want him to, but when i was with him, i didn't care.
I lifted my head off of his and leaned close to his mouth and whispered "i love you Zayn". He rushed forward and started to kiss me harder, it was passionate. My hands snuck behind his neck and his where at my hips. It felt like it lasted hours yet it only last seconds. He pulls away, "am.. am i going to fast? is this ok?" he looks up at me with puppy eyes. "Yes, ya it was.. is great" i slowly and awkwardly whisper back to him. He smiles as if i just made his dream come true and leans forward again, his hands slip closer and closer to my lower back until he's holding my bum. My hands messing his hair which usually wouldn't be ok, but at this moment i dont think he cared. It was getting intense when we hear the basement door open and footsteps coming from the first floor. we stoped and i got off his lap, he laughed and said "gosh mother" with a awkward giggle in between breaths.
"Zayn, Quinn, Dinner. Hurry now!" Zayns mum said while peeking down the stairs to see what we were up to. i smile awkwardly back and Zayn stands up to fix his hair. We walk upstairs laughing and giggling.
Dinner passes, and Zayn's mum isn't to bad. I don't think she likes the age difference but thats about it.
After dinner i get a text message from my bestfriend Rylie, asking if Zayn and i want to hangout with her and her boyfriend, and Zayns bestfriend, Liam Payne. We start walking to the school where we were told to meet up.
