|Night Changes|

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Girls day with Riley was awesome. we became best friends and she dumped her whole life story on me. She forgot about Louis for the most of the day, but when i mentioned that we had work tomorrow she broke down.

I dropped Riley off at her house. Which is huge by the way. I feel like i have a tiny box compared to their houses.

I woke up this morning and headed straight to the bathroom. Let's just say i looked like a hot mess.

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When I got to work I could feel the tension in the air. I went into my office and saw a flash drive with all the pictures i took on it.

"Okay i get to edit today." i mumbled to myself.

I sat in front of my computer and got started.

About an hour later someone knocked on my door.

"Come in" I called.

"Hey." Zayn said as he walked in.

"Hi."

"So... Um... Louis wanted me to check on you. We need the pictures soon and he said i had an 'artistic taste'." Zayn laughed a little at the end.

"Okay well I'm almost done. i went through and edited, deleted, and picked out some of the photos that i think would be good for the article." I stated trying to act professional.

Zayn started laughing and I couldn't help but join him.

"I'm sorry, but... wow sorry." he said composing himself.

"Well do you want to see my artwork. Here is my work stuff, but maybe i can show you some of my nature photos that are at my house. I can bring them to work tomorrow." i suggested.

Zayn came over to my side of the desk and stood behind me.

"Or i could go to your house and see them." he said. when i turned around he looked surprised that he said that. "I-I mean only if it's okay with you I don't want to invite myself."

"No no it's okay you can come over. Maybe we can grab dinner?" I asked.

"Sure."

I showed Zayn all of the photos I took and he commented on a few.

"Okay so we should get together and I can show you how to organize the pictures, but i still want it to be your work." He said.

"Okay let's do that tomorrow it's time to leave." I laughed at his facial expression when I said that.

"Okay. So tonight's a date then?" He asked when he was halfway out the door.

"A date?" I asked.

"I mean... um... only if you want it to be?" He said but it sounded like a question.

"Sure. It's a date." I smiled.

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~Izzy

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