I quickly put my bikini on and slipped on my flip flops. I grabbed my iPhone from the charging dock. I turned it on and checked the time. 6:14 pm. I clicked the lock button and slid it into my brown messenger bag with a fringed bottom. I also packed a brush, money, and a pair of headphones. I grabbed a towel and headed downstairs.
I screamed, "Da, I'm leaving!" I headed towards the front door when he stopped me. I turned to see a scowl on his face. What did I do this time?
I nervously replied, "Yes da?" He looked at me and his face loosened. He seemed not mad but... Sad? Was he about to... Cry?
He suddenly snapped out of it and his face tightened again. He said, "You better be home by 11 or you're going to be in a lot of trouble!" I sighed and then nodded. I turned around and grabbed the doorknob and headed out. The beach was 15 blocks away. It's a 45 minute walk. But I honestly didn't care.
When I arrived at the beach I set my things down at my usual spot. I checked the time. 7:04 pm. There were only a couple people here which was normal for this time.
I sat and watched the ocean. How the waves crash on the sandy shore. The waves seemed so peaceful. It was as if the world was resting. The sun was starting to set. It was breathtaking. All of a sudden a boy sat down next to me. He said, "It's beautiful, isn't it?" I smiled at him. I couldn't help but notice how extremely handsome he was.
Suddenly, I realized that we were staring into each other’s eyes. I turned and looked at the ground. I could tell I was violently blushing. I must've seemed so rude. Just staring at him. Well… He was staring back.
My thoughts were interrupted when he said, "Would you like to go for a walk?" I smiled and said, "Sure! Sounds fun!" He chuckled at my enthusiasm making me a blush a bright shade of red.
We stood up and started walking next to the ocean. He smiled and said, "Oh love, I didn't catch your name." I replied, "My name is Eleanor. But people call me El." He smiled and said, "Well I'm going to make a new nickname for you. What's your middle name?" I giggled and said, "Jane." He looked at me and said, "That's a beautiful name. I'm going to call you… Uh, Janey!" I laughed and said, "So what's your name?" He stopped and looked at me funny. I smiled and said, "What?"
He said, "You really don't know who I am?" I thought for a second and said, "Nope! Not a clue!" He said, "I'm Zayn. Zayn Malik." I laughed and said, "Nice to meet you Zayn. Zayn Malik." He gave me a look and continued, "You know, Zayn Malik from One Direction." I decided to have a little fun with that. Something about being around Zayn made me be myself. I screamed, "OH MY GOD! IT'S ZAYN MALIK FROM ONE DIRECTION! OH EM GEE!!!" Zayn put his hands over his ears and said, "If you're going to scream, please don't!" I put my hands on his hands and pulled them off his ears. I was holding his hands now at our waists. Nothing romantic though. I giggled and said, "I'm joking!" He smiled and said, "Good! I seriously thought you were going to fangirl there!" We laughed for a while and started walking again.
Then he asked me if he could have my phone number and my Twitter username. He took out an old receipt and handed it to me along with a pen. I wrote down my number and my Twitter and handed it to him. He stuck the paper in his jacket pocket.
After a while, I realized that we were walking in silence. But it was the good silence where you're both comfortably happy with each other’s company. I shivered. I didn't think it was going to be cold or I would've grabbed a sweatshirt before I left. He noticed me shivering and broke the silence, "Are you cold?" I replied "Yeah. Just a little bit." He took off his jacket and wrapped it around me. I said, "Thanks." And we continued walking.
Then he started talking about his band, One Direction. I didn't know much about them. I liked their music. I just didn't really know anything about the members. I was only half listening to Zayn because I was so deep in thought. So many teen girls would kill to be where I am right now. Next to the famous Zayn. How did I become so lucky? Why me?
"...So Niall left to go get more food, when Louis jumped over Harry and accidentally kicked Liam! Then he ran into the kitchen and tackled Niall screaming, 'THE CARROTS ARE MINE!!'" I had only heard the last part. I laughed really loudly though. "Louis seems hilarious," I said to Zayn. He smiled, "He is! You should come by tomorrow and meet them! They are all funnier in person!" He turned to look at me. I smiled but before I could say anything, I realized that I was leaving tomorrow. My smile quickly dropped. He noticed and said, "What's wrong?" I responded, "I'm flying back to Manchester tomorrow to go back to college." His smile dropped. "Oh. Well maybe if we have a tour in the area we can stop by to see you. Either way, we should definitely keep in touch." I wanted to squeal so badly! The Zayn Malik wanted to keep in touch with me! Wait… When did I start obsessing over One Direction?
I looked down at my watch. It was 10:30 pm! I mumbled, "Shit." Father was going to absolutely kill me! Zayn turned and said, "What's wrong love?" I replied, "I am supposed to be home by 11 and it's 10:30. It's a 45 minute walk to my house! He said, "Don't worry about it! I'll take you back." I smiled and said, "Thank you." he laughed and said, "Race you to your stuff!"
We started running in the direction we had just come from. Zayn was a fast runner. When he realized how far back I was he decided to let me catch up and win the race. We reached my stuff and it was 10:43. I gathered all my things and he led me towards the car. A driver got out and opened the car door for us. We got in and I told the driver the directions. It was a quick, awkward drive. When I got back, I said bye to Zayn and he promised to keep in touch. I gave him a hug and got out of the car.
I walked in the door smiling like a clown. I had just made a new friend. No. A best friend. Actually, more of a brother. I started walking up to my room when my dad stopped me. He asked, "Where did you get that jacket?" I looked down and realized I had forgotten to give Zayn his jacket!