The Loner

Chapter 29- Ready? Ready.

Note; I struggled with this chapter for three weeks! Hope you like the way it turned out ;)because we're near the end..

Chapter 29- Ready? Ready.

Lauren's POV.

As a girl getting ready is in my case hard. I have learned a few tricks with my make-up and hair. I know really well how to cover up scars, bruises, and tiredness from my face. I have used a cheap kind of concealer for a long time. Maybe years now. When I got abused I had to cover up the prove of all the sleepless nights and bruises.

I am really good with concealer and a little foundation, but when it comes to mascara and eyeliner I stress a little. Each time I try to make a perfect wing, I get it right the first time and the other will look really big or too thin. And not only that when I put on mascara first, I regret it. Sometimes it looks fake and bad, but I got compliments on them every once in a while, which makes me use mascara more often. But the regret I get right after I put it on, will probably fade away really slowly.

"Finally." I breath out as my make-up is finally done. I was busy for half an hour with just the make-up.

I stand up and walk over to my wardrobe mirror. I look at myself down from my black heels up to my perfectly curled hair. I am wearing the red dress that I picked out a while ago and grab my thin black cardigan and put that in my small black bag. Guess what, it did fit.

"Lauren!" I hear my mom shout from downstairs.

"He's here!" She shouts right after that and I could hear her happiness in her voice.

I panic a little. I never went to school prom and I went to only one party, which didn't end really well. I hurry and put on my red lipstick to finish my look. I look at myself once more and everything seems perfect. I can finally say that I am happy with how everything has turned out.

"I'm coming." I say a little loud so my mom would hear me. I grab my bag and hold it in my right hand. I breath out once to calm my nerves down.

This is it. This is the moment that I have read in many books. Whenever I was scared and couldn't sleep, I blocked the world out and imagined a perfect one. One where I am smiling and happy. One where I want to wake up. One where I don't waste my time being scared.

I walk down the stairs as I hear my mom take a few pictures of me. I feel my cheeks getting red and I know that he is looking at me now.

I never thought that I would feel this way over a boy that I didn't really care about a few months ago. I didn't expect to be that kind of girl that would get butterflies in her stomach. I denied my feelings, for months. I always made up reasons for his and my actions. Even if some people told me that he liked me, that we were cute together. I always said no. I always denied it. I didn't wanted him to hear things like that, because I didn't want him to take a step back and I didn't wanted to lose him.

And now you may wonder who it is, or how I ended up feeling like this, well it kind of went like this...

//ONE WEEK AGO\\

Zayn's POV.

"How did you grow the balls to finally ask her out?" Austin asks me.

"Well seeing other boys plan on asking her out, really worked." I said a little angry and stressed.

I planned on asking Lauren today and I know that she hasn't really ever had a boyfriend yet, well she never mentioned it. She went to only one party and because of me she almost died and I want this to be special. I saw her read a book the other day and I looked up and watched the movie. I was a girly movie, or how girls call it a chick-flick. She read the book, so it must be something she would want. A perfect prom. And for a perfect prom someone needs to ask her out. Someone who cares about her, someone who will fight for her. Someone who puts her above everything else. And since I couldn't bare the thought of her going with someone else, I decided to ask her out.