the next morning i woke up with a smile on my face. last night zayn dropped me home, but Liam interrupted iur second try at our first kiss. i laughed but zayn looked kind of sad and annoyed. "dont worry" cooed into his ear which made the corner of his lips curve into a smile. :tomrow is going to be perfect". "yes, yes it will. see you tomorow babe." he said, pecked my forehead and drove off yelling at Liam for interrupting. once i got in, my mom was knocked out, so i stripped out of my clothes and slipped into my penguin flannel pajama pants and Kniks shirt i got when Zayn took me to my first basketball game in New York. for us to now start dating, we had lots of good memories together. i went to sleep thinking of good old times, and i felt like a princess.
i got out of bed and my phone had 4,738 tweets! WHAT ? never in my life had i gotten so many tweets, i barely got 5 retweets on a regular day. i logged into twitter and saw that Louis tagged me in a picture with zayn that read "new Love Birds <3" every nice directioner retweeted and replied saying things like "you and zayn are perfect together" which made me smile, but others sent me things like "zayn deserves better, your ugly, i hope you guys dont last". it hurt to see those things, but i just shook it off. i tweeted "goodmorning all! had so much fun with the boys and my bf zayn @zaynmalik <3!" and hit send. almost instantly zayn replied "yes love :) xx today is going to be a blast <3. i chuckled and called him. he picked up saying "heyy babe, goodmornning" Yes i can get used to this! i thought. "meet me by my house at 10 kay?. "okay love" i replied.
i put on my blue shorts with my sparkly toms and an "i love british boys" white and black shirt. i threw on a leather purse that matched my outfit perfectly. i put a blue beanie on my wavy brown hair. in no time, i was at zayns house. in the past year, i spent much time with zayns family, watching the tour with them, and sometimes just talk to them. his mom was soo kind, and she felt like my second mother. i let myself in knocking lightly. zayns mom came and her eyes widened. "honey! i havent seen you in about 2 weeks!" she said pulling me into a hug. "i know! i missed you alot! " i said smiling. "im so happy you and zayn engages in a realationship. i knew my baby boy had good taste. like look at you! your beautiful." she squealed. "aww thanks Mrs.Malik! by any chance do you kno where i can find zayn?" . "right upstairs hon" i thanked her and made my way upstairs.
i knocked on his door and walked in.he was shirtless drawing on his desk. "hey zayn. im pretty sure your mom doesnt want you ruining the furniture" i said. he walked over to me and grabbed me into a hug. im 5'5 and hes 5'10, so i had to tiptoe to peck his cheek. "listen izzy. a lot of fans have been sending you hate. i dont know what to do, and i dont want you to go throught this." he said with alot of concern in his voice and face. he hugged my waist tight, and i clinged onto his shoulders. i moved to england when i was 15 from Brooklyn, so i didnt have a british accent. his accent made me melt when he was happy, sad, angry of just bored. "zayn, dont worry! people will always send hate, your famous. we will just ignore it. on twitter this morning i got over 2,000 tweets saying we were perfect, you finally found the one and much more. sure i got some nasty hate, but i shook it off. if were going to make this work, we cant pay attention to what others think. we have to rely on eachother." i said, meaning and saying every word passionately. he held me closer and said "your amazing. im so happy were trying to make this work, because i honestly like you" i blushed but i didnt care. he bent down and his soft lips pressed into mines, crushing all my thoughts. i let go and just lost myself. it was amazing.it was electric. the moment was perfect, even if it was in his room.
"perfect?" he asked, smiling. "no" i replied. "it was more than perfect. it was everything that i couldve asked for."Zayn Jawaad Malik took my first kiss, and it was such a perfect moment. he got dressed while i talked with his sister. we went to Starbucks where his paparazzi asked millions of questions. even fans were all over, and i felt so special when they asked to taked pictures with Zayn and his girlfriend. when we were finally alone, zayn and i walked with our fingers laced together, like perfect puzzle pieces. we walked for some time along the park. "This is going to work" i said. " i think so babe. lets just continue with our baby steps."
A/N thanks for reading ! i will try to update as soon as possible. pleasse comment and vote .... if i get up to 5 votes and/or 5 comments i will add an authors notes with a my thoughts for the rest of the book! it willl kinda be like a sneak peek, so vote and comment! much love xx!
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