"Ugh. Honey, trust us. You look perfect. You don't even need make-up." Madi answers.
Everyone was at my house. The girls were in my room helping me figure out what to wear and the guys were in the living room with Brea. Madi, Aubrey, and Harry are all going to stay and watch her while everyone else was going to go back to the hotel.
"Seriously? Cause I wanna look PERFECT for Zayn."
They all groaned and flopped onto their backs.
"Salina. Do you want me to knock some sense into you? Cause trust me, I will KNOCK SOME SENSE INTO YOU." Amber answered.
"She will." all the girls said at the same time.
I shook my head and went to do my hair.
"Oh no you don't." Madi said, "Get back in here now Cuz."
I walked back in, confused.
"WE are doing your hair." Aubrey said.
Sky pushed me down into my seat and they started to work on my hair.
"Voila!" Madi and Amber shouted.
"Ze perfect haira style." Aubrey said in her worst Italian accent. I was wearing a simple blue dress with a small brown belt, cream colored heels, three gold bracelets, a silver 'Believe' necklace, a cream colored hand bag, my hair was in a curly, low side ponytail, and I had a black flower pinned in my hair.
We all laughed and went into the living room. Harry and Liam were on the floor playing with Brea, Zayn was waiting by the door, Niall was rummaging the fridge for food, and Louis was on his phone. Typical One Direction.
"Ready." I said. Zayn nodded and opened the door for me. Everyone waved goodbye and we left.
"No! That is NOT true!"
"Yes, it is."
"No it's not, Zayn!"
"Uh, yes it is, Salina."
"You know what? I'm done." I said in mock defeat.
"You just can't admit that you are DESPERATELY in love with my music."
"What? No! I just-I actually-okay fine I am."
"Okay, you win. Now where are we go-" I stopped as I caught a glimpse of a VERY fancy restaurant. "Zayn? You did this for me?"
"No, I did it for me." I turned to him.
"Don't be a smart ass." I said to him. He laughed and got out of his car. He came around and let me out. We walked in.
"It's beautiful." I whisper. He smiled and we got seated.
"So. How long have you been singing?" he asked me.
My head snapped up. "Uh....well......about.......um."
"Years." was all I could answer. "I honestly don't know how long. I've never really told anyone. It's kinda a hidden talent of mine. All of us girls have a hidden talent."
"Oh? And what are theirs?" he asked me.
Should I tell him? Eh, why not? "As long as you don't tell the others."
"It'll be out little secret." he said and winked.
"Okay. Um, well Niall already knows Sky's hidden talent. It's more of a-I don't know. But hers is that she's VERY VERY smart."
He nodded, urging me to continue.
"I'm not gonna say the rest." I said , teasingly. I don't think I should reveal the other girls' secret talents.
"Alright, fine." he answered.
It's been about an hour. Zayn and I had just ordered dessert.
"Mmmm looks REALLY good." I said. We got some chocolate cake with a small scoop of ice cream on the top. Yummm:)
Zayn excused himself. It was kinda awkward considering we were basically the only ones here. There was probably like two or three other couples but all was quiet, except for some music being sung on the stage. It was 'L-O-V-E' that was playing. I loved that song. After that song was over, I heard the beginning of 'Boyfriend' by Justin Bieber start to play. Why would they play that? I turned around to see Zayn on the stage with a microphone. I smiled.
He was going to sing to me.
'If I was your boyfriend, I'd never let you go I can take you places you ain't never been before Baby take a chance or you'll never ever ever know I got money in my hands that I'd really like to blow Swag swag swag, on you'
I got up and stood at the foot of the stage. Zayn grabbed my hand while singing,
'If I was your boyfriend, never let you go Keep you on my arm girl, you'd never be alone I can be a gentleman, anything you want If I was your boyfriend, I'd never let you go, I'd never let you go'
He pulled me up and stopped singing. He whispered in my ear, "Will you be my girlfriend?"
I didn't answer. I took he microphone from his hand, and stepped back. He looked broken. He looked......depressed. He thought I turned him down. He thought wrong.
'If I was your girlfriend, never let you go Keep you on my arm boy, you'd never be alone I can be a lady, anything you want If I was your girlfriend, I'd never let you go, I'd never let you go'
His face lit up. He slowly walked over to me and grabbed my waist. I leaned in close to his ear and whispered, "Yes, Zayn. I'd love to be your girlfriend."
I pulled back to see a huge smile plastered on his face. He leaned in and kissed me as I laced my arms around his neck.
I have the perfect boyfriend.