7. Gotta be you .
"Not as beautiful as you." Zayn said. Those words. Those 5 words. I felt a blush creep up to my checks. I saw him smile from the corner of my eye. I continued to look out the window with a huge smile on my face. This time it was actually real too. "Why so happy?" Zayn asked. I looked up at him. I looked deep into his brown eyes. He grabbed my hands and started swinging them. He stopped for a second. He looked into my eyes. Then back at my lips. He leant in, our hands were still locked together. He kissed me and i had an instant feeling to kiss him back. And I did. Our lips were in sync. He let go of my hands and put his hands around my waist. I followed and put my hands around his neck. (**authors note** i recommend listening to irresistible when Zayn asked why so happy. Carry on listening to it till the song ends.) I smiled against his lips. I finally felt safe and not alone anymore. This is where i was meant to be.
I felt her smile against my lips. This was a good sign. As we kissed i realized something. This is where i, no we, were meant to be. We both pulled away and opened our eyes at the same time. I grabbed her hands and intertwined our fingers again. "Claire. I really like you and I want to get to know you better. I want to be your one and only. Your beautiful. From the moment i saw you at Starbucks to forever." She looked at me surprised. Her eyes started watering. She looked away from me. "But Zayn why me? Im worthless. Everyone hates me and thinks im ugly and i actually believe them! I-" i cut her off. "No Claire your beautiful. Never say that about yourself" i started. "To me your perfect."