Over Again - Sequel to Why Me?

The next thing was all a blur. An ugly face coming out of the darkness, a swinging bat and the shot of a gun...
Everything went black....

Those were the last words of the last chapter of Why Me? Please read xoxo


29. I felt Like I was Flying

Chloe's POV

I took one last look in the mirror and spun around, checking the back of my dress. I was wearing a red dress which had lace over the fabric and was just above the knee with long sleeves. I matched it with a gold necklace which lay elegantly above the v-line of my dress and some black heels.

My hair was wavy and half of it came to the front and the other half trailed down my back. Just as I saw that it was 7.30 pm the door bell rang. I felt a bit out of place in this dingy flat wearing a very smart red dress but I ignored and answered the door.

I twisted the handle and opened it, revealing an extremely dashing looking Zayn. He was wearing a black suit and his hair was styled into a quiff but without the white streak. His hands were stuck inside his pockets and he looked very nervous.

He looked up and grinned but I couldn't stop my eyes widening. He looked so handsome. I had never seen him like this. It was just amazing. "Er, hello Chloe? Like what you see?" he chuckled. I shook my head and smiled at him.

"Sorry, erm, should we go?" I asked, trying to get off the subject. He nodded and I grabbed my black clutch. I closed the door and Zayn slipped his hand into mine. We walked down the alley in a comfortable silence but I stiffened when the men whistled at me.

Zayn tensed and his eyes narrowed at the men. His hand slipped out and he wrapped his arm around my waist, making me feel safer and less self-conscious. "Zayn, it's ok," I whispered. His arms relaxed but I could tell he was pretty pissed off at the men.

"But they are practically eye-raping you," he said annoyed. "And they can do that because I don't give a shit. Zayn this is our date and don't let them ruin it," I said. He fully relaxed and kissed me sweetly on the lips. "You're mine," he whispered against my lips. I nodded and returned the kiss gently.

Even though he hadn't exactly asked me to be his girlfriend, I didn't mind being 'his'. It made me feel special, as if I was wanted and that was special in itself. We ignored the disturbing onlookers and soon arrived at a similar sleek looking car as to the one which picked me up the day before.

"Did I tell you that you look beautiful?" asked Zayn opening the door for me. I giggled and blushed, shaking my head slightly and climbing into the car. Zayn followed me in and the car drove off. "Well, you look absolutely stunning," he whispered down my ear.

I blushed and ignored the shivers running down my spine. "So where are we going?" I asked. "It's a surprise," he said happily. I groaned and he chuckled. "You are going to like it, at least I think you will," he said nervously.

I smiled and took his hand," I'm sure I will love it." He smiled and I think it raised his confidence. I leaned to him and placed my lips softly to his. He instantly returned it and slipped his arms around my waist, bringing me closer to him.

"I'll never get used to that," he said as we pulled away. "Same," I said. He grinned and the car suddenly came to a halt. "Here we are," he grinned and pulled me out the car. I couldn't see anything apart from a big wall and I was highly confused.

"Come on," he chuckled and led me to a door, I had no idea was there. He undid the latch on the door and slowly pushed it open. My eyes widened and the only thing that was moving in my body was my heart, somehow still pumping in my chest.

There was a big willow tree and underneath there was an ice-rink, perfectly empty and serene. Off to the side was a circular shelter which had a table for two underneath with candles lighting it up.  "Do you like it?" asked Zayn nervously.

"This is... This is just beautiful," I said slowly, trying to take in each and every detail. Zayn smiled and led me to the ice rink where two sets of boots were set out for us. "How did you know my size?" I asked. "I erm, remembered it. Well, actually you left one of your shoes so I erm, saw it," he said scratching the back of his neck.

I was half shocked and half pleased. "Thanks Zayn, this is amazing," I said. We got strapped into our boots and Zayn helped me onto the ice. "Have you ever been ice-skating before?" asked Zayn. I couldn't catch it but there seemed to be some edge to the question, as if he knew the answer already.

"Erm, no. At least I don't think so," I said. Zayn's smile faltered for a second and then he regained it again. "Well, I will teach you," he said. I giggled and nodded. After 10 minutes or so I was able to skate round the whole rink without holding onto Zayn.

"Eek, Zayn! This is amazing! You are such a good teacher!" I squealed while whistling round the rink. He laughed and caught up with me easily, catching me by the waist and spinning me round. We were still moving round and to onlookers it probably would have looked like we were doing a routine or something.

"Well, if I didn't get into the music business, I would have become a teacher you know," he said as we danced (sort of) on the ice. "Really?" I asked spinning round to face him and he nodded. "One last thing," he said as I rested my head in the crook of his neck.

"What?" I murmured. I felt his neck hitch for a second and I could tell he was nervous. I gave him a soft kiss on the neck and he relaxed slowly. "Will you be my girlfriend?" he asked. My breath hitched and I had no clue how my heart was still pumping blood around my body.

Don't get me wrong, I so badly wanted to be his girlfriend but I was so taken aback that Zayn felt the same way. I nodded against his neck and I could feel his smile. "Of course Zayn," I said. He kissed my forehead and his lips lingered there for a while. 

We didn't stop skating and it felt so nice for his hands to be wrapped round my waist, bringing me close to him as we glided. I felt like I was flying. It was the nicest feeling ever and it felt even better to be his girlfriend at the same time.

After a while of skating and the occasional kiss here or there, we decided to sit down since my stomach was rumbling kinda loudly. Zayn pulled the seat out for me and I pecked him on the cheek, before sitting down.

The food was no doubt amazing and by the time we had finished, I was stuffed to the brim. I laid back in my seat and groaned as Zayn laughed at me. "You full?" he asked. "Mhmm," since I was too full to actually say an entire word.

"Come on then," he said and lifted me out the chair. "Er, Zayn. What do you think you are doing?" I asked. "Well I am lifting you up," he said. "No, I had no clue," I said sarcastically," but why?" "Because I can tell that you are tired and I don't want to make you move when you can hardly talk," he chuckled.

I giggled and snuggled into his chest. "Thanks Zayn. Tonight has been more than I could have dreamed of," I said. He kissed my forehead and whispered," that was what my plan was." I giggled and kissed him sweetly on the lips. 


This is not the last chapter!! REPEAT: Not the last chapter!!!! You still have one more to go (!!!) and then an epilogue!!! I really hope you enjoyed that and you may have recognised some similarities between this date and the last one they went to in Why Me? That is for a reason and all will be explained in the next chapter!!!

I so so so so so so so hope that you liked that chapter!!!! I spent ages writing it and I wanted to make sure it was perfect, so I really hope it was!!

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Love you guys,

Mina xoxoxo

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