This is for Gisselle, make a Wattpad, idiot.
(In Third Person)
He walks her to the car, allowing her to step into the passengers side before he shuts the door. Gisselle watches his silhouette fade as he walks away and to the drivers seat, slamming the door absently.
"Put this on," Zayn orders politely, handing a black bandanna to her. She stares at it as if it were the most unhumanly thing she'd ever seen.
"You're gonna blindfold me?" Gisselle thought out loud, she looks up at the boy and raises an eyebrow.
"Yeah, it's a surprise," he replies still holding the bandanna in his hand waiting for the approval of Gisselle. She sighs, rolling her eyes then takes it abruptly before Zayn could get a chance to explain a piece of the plan. She takes the bandanna and wraps it around her, blocking the light out then tightens the grip.
"First date and I'm already blindfolded." She muttered with a handful of sarcasam.
(For the sake of the story, Gisselle, your nickname is going to be Elle. Because your name is too long and I'm tired. xD)
"Elle, I know what I'm doing." Zayn answers her unasked question of which was, are you sure you know where your going.
"You know you've only had your license for about a week-" Gisselle starts but has been cut off by Zayn, "I know."
"Please don't kill me." She finishes.
"And she won't trust me." Zayn mumbles under his breath as he starts the car and it roars to life.
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The lights that hung around the trees seemed to glimmer at the pond, Gisselle watched the frog hop around pad to pad. He's a lonely one. She said to herself.
"So how's the first date, for ya, Elle?" Zayn whispers, grinning as he slips his arm around Gisselle warmly, drawing her closer to him.
"Meh," she joked, she looked up at him and their eyes locked for a moment, Zayn's filled with amusement and sarcasam but a smile played at his lips, Gisselle stiffled a laugh, "just playing with you."
They only sat in complete silence, except the radio playing a whole list of Taylor Swift songs. Gisselle stared at the frog again.
hop.
hop.
hop.
She closed her eyes and leaned her head on the crook of Zayn's neck, quietly humming the tune of the song.
Just close your eyes, the sun is going down,
you'll be alright; no-one can hurt you now,
come morning light, you and I'll be safe and so-o-ound..
Just to end the most perfect night with a cleche' ending the lights brightened on the pond and she looked up at Zayn only to see him looking back down at her, for a moment she wasn't paying attention to the world. But all in a nano second his lips pressed against hers and stayed for a couple of seconds. He pulls away and they both turn back to the pond, she felt the touch linger on her lips.
She smiles, picks up a rock and sort of stares down at it, a small baby pebble.
You know how people would make wishes out of rocks? It comes true, really. Gisselle, not paying attention to the world anymore let the rock jump in her hand before tossing it across the pond love me forever, she wished, it landed with a soft splash.
"Come true.." She whispered after the splash.
"What are you doing?" Zayn asked, amused.
"Pebble wishing," she answered, "they really do come true."
({Author's note; to Gisselle}) YOU CAN HATE IT! I KNOW, IT'S CORNY AND CLECHE' AND YOU HATE IT AND ME RIGHT NOW, IT'S OKAY. I HATE IT TOO, BUT I'M TIRED AND I'VE BEEN DYING TO WRITE THIS ALL WEEK AND WE HAVE CHOIR IN THE MORNING AND... JUST.. STOP.
I know you secretly love it. (; Love ya.
