Prince Charming // L.T (On Hold)

Chapter Eleven

Ella's hair whips all around as the wind begins to pick up. Her black eye is gone but her lip is busted again and there's a greenish bruise on her cheek bone. I grimace as I take in her bruised up face. Even with a bruised up face she has that smirk I've grown to known on her lips.

I hear Eleanor clear her throat. I slowly look away from Ella and look at Eleanor. Eleanor has a deep scowl on her face and she is obviously shooting daggers at Ella. "If you don't mind we're trying to have a date here. Ella, Zayn." She dryly says their names. Wait date? Zayn? Does she also know Zayn? I furrow my eyebrows together and I am sure I  look confused and clueless.

"Eleanor." Zayn dryly replies in the same monotone. "Louis nice to see you mate." He turns to me and says it in a much cheerier tone.

"Hi Z-Zayn, likewise." I reply and he nods his head and runs his fingers through his hair.

"You guys are on a date?" I glance up to see Ella trying to stifle a laugh. She looks amused and quite frankly surprised.

"U-uh n-"

"Yes." Eleanor intrupts me. I close my eyes and slowly breath out.

"Is that so?" I open my eyes to see that Ella is staring at me. Her lips are twisted upward into a smirk.

"Ella let's just go." Zayn intertwines his fingers with hers and begins to pull her away. I thought she said they weren't together?  Ella stays put and doesn't budge one bit. Ella releases her hand from Zayn and crosses her arms together.

"Mind if we join you?" She takes a seat next to me and doesn't wait for any of us to give her permission. I honestly rather have them here than spend another minute alone with Eleanor. She's a nice girl and all but I seriously didn't want to be alone with her.

"Ella." Zayn says like of he's speaking to a child for the final time before grounding them.

"Uh sure." I tell her. Eleanor is practically fuming mad, if this was a cartoon you would be able to see the steam coming out of her ears.

"Come Zayn sit. I mean we did come here to eat lunch as well." Ella gestures to the empty seat across from her.

Zayn runs his fingers through his hair and looks like he rather leave than be here. "Fuck okay whatever." He says and takes a seat. We all sit in silence as we look over the menu. We're at an Italian restaurant and the menu is basically filled with differing types of pastas. I'm not sure what to get.

I occasionally glance up to look at Eleanor who is sitting across from me and she looks like she's so freaking pissed and she just wants to strangle Ella.

"God all they have is pasta, I'm in the mood for samosas. " I hear Zayn whine.

"No shit dip shit this is an Italian restaurant what did you expect?" Ella rolls her eyes but has a playful smirk on her face.

"Shut up Ellaaaa." Zayn retorts back but with a playful demeanor.

"You shut up Zaynie." I hear her call back to him. I try to suppress a laugh, this is going better than I thought it would.

"God both of you shut up." Eleanor scolds them both. Ella glares at Eleanor and I quietly go back to seeing what's on the menu. After a while a waiter comes along to take our order.

"I-I  I'll have the chicken Alfredo." I feel my cheeks flush a bit because I feel embarrassed about my stuttering. " A-and a coke p-please." The waiter nods and scribbles down my order onto his notepad.

"And for you gorgeous?" He asks Ella. She doesn't seem affected by his compliment.

"Pfft gorgeous." Zayn bursts out laughing.