He's The One (Sequel to "Is He The One?") Zayn Malik FanFic

Chapter 10: Thank you Mia. For Everything

Some thing about today made me nervous.

Zayn and I talking..

This day felt gloomy. It rained yesterday and the weather was still wet.

I decided to pick out clothes to wear. Zayn did call me and asked for my address. I actually gave it to him then he decided that we'd go on a dinner.

He didn't tell me what place when I asked.

"Just wear something comfortable." He informs me.

"Wait Zayn, do you.. Do you think this is a good idea? I mean, if anyone saw us especially the media, rumors would start and I-"

"Don't worry Mia, just trust me. I know what I'm doing and besides I think you're also used to the limelight now." He sounded crestfallen when he said those last words.

"I guess.." I quietly say on the phone.

"So, I'll see you then?" His enthusiasm was back by a tad bit.

"Alright. I'll see then." I answer and we say our goodbyes.

Now this day had finally come. In the morning I was wondering and maybe even hoping that he'd cancel because I know that I would feel uncomfortable especially now.

Zayn and I aren't exactly close like we were used to before.

I didn't even know what we were going to talk about. As soon as I heard the door bell ring I felt panic.

I walked downstairs and opened the door. There I saw a very tall dark skinned man who was wearing a black suit. He looked like those personal body guards that you see in the movies.

"Good evening Ms. Khan. I'm Mr. Malik's body guard and I will also be your driver to take you to where Mr. Malik is, may we now go?" He asks me.

"Oh yes, let's go." I answer and lock my door before following him.

When we reached the car, it was a black Porsche.

"Mr. Malik has requested for me to drive you instead of him because he did not want to cause you trouble with the paparazzi knowing." The bodyguard tells me. He still hasn't told me his name and I was too shy to ask.

Maybe he was a no name kind of guy not wanting to say his name in front of a stranger. Ok wait, I think I should stop talking inside my head now.

We reach a place where a sign says "Do Not Enter" there was a security guard in uniform standing by his station and opened the doors for us after glancing at our plate number.

I began to feel nervous. Where is Zayn actually taking me?

The car reached its stop to a small pathway.

Zayn's bodyguard instructed me to follow the path and so I did.

Somehow this scene. The flowers that surrounded us. The table that was set up in the middle of it all. It felt like deja vu. I know this was wrong but I remembered our date. My first date and it was with him.