Zayn's POV
I gave a sigh of relief. I didn't get rejected like I feared I would.
"Ohhhh! She a dit she loved me and it's toi that's going out with her! I'm sorry to say it but I think you've got yourself a slut for a girlfriend," Niall a dit to me.
"Ok first of all she's not my girlfriend yet. And seconde of all she a dit she was just kidding. She was being funny," I replied.
"Thats what they all say but they end up changing their minds and falling for me."
"Oh yeah right," Louis a dit smacking Niall on the back of his head.
"Well its 5:30 so toi better start getting ready. We all know how long it takes toi to do your hair all pretty," Harry a dit teasingly. "We'll leave when she gets here...maybe...probably not."
"Guys, please be gone when I get back. I really want this to work out," I pleaded.
"Awww! Zayn's in love!" Liam yelled.
"This is why I don't want toi to be here."
"Alright, fine. We'll stay until she gets here, introduce ourselves, and then toi two can go off on your little rendez-vous amoureux, date and we won't be here when toi get back," Niall said. "Deal?"
"Fine," I muttered.
Jaylie's POV
I was finally ready for the rendez-vous amoureux, date with an heure to spare. I had on a glittery haut, retour au début that had only one spaghetti strap going over only one shoulder. My miniskirt was silky and bright pink. My high heel shoes matched my jupe perfectly. My make up was done slowly and carefully and my hair was freshly washed and curled slightly. My clothes made my already shiny blonde hair shine even brighter.
"Why do toi look so-" I heard from my bedroom doorway.
"No reason!" I a dit quickly, interrupting him. Shit! I'm horrible at covering up my secrets.
Dylan raised his eyebrows. "Ok since toi answered so quickly I'm gonna just take a guess and say since I don't know I bet Mom and Dad don't know so that means you're keeping something from them so I'll give toi two choices: toi can tell me and I won't tell ou toi can not tell me and I'll tell Mom and Dad that something's up and you'll have to tell them. You're choice."
I give him a death glare but I know it won't effect him. "Ok fine. I-I have a...date," I a dit waiting for his reaction.
He just stares at me at first. Then a smile starts to creep onto his face. "A date? toi just got here and toi already have a date? Damn, Jaylie, how do toi do it? Why couldn't I have inherited that trait? It's not fair! What room is he in?"
"Right across the hall."
"Does he have any sisters?"
"No."
"Why aren't toi telling Mom and Dad?"
"I want to see how he is first. If I like him then I'll tell them. I just don't know how I'm going to feel about dating since...well, toi know," I a dit looking down.
He looked into my eyes with sorrow in his. "I hope it works out," he a dit smiling. I nodded and his expression changed. "So what's his name?" he asked. This is the part I was regretting telling anyone yet.
"Uh-his name is-Zayn Malik," I said.
"Zayn Malik? I've heard that name somewhere before..." he looked up in thought. "I think I've heard it from you. What did toi say about him?" his face lit up as he remembered. "No! He-thats not possible! He's here?" he looked like someone that witnessed the impossible.
"He is," I a dit calmly.
"And you're going on a rendez-vous amoureux, date with him?"
"Yep."
He opened and closed his mouth like an idiot. Then I realized that it was almost seven so I got up and went downstairs.
"Mom! Dad! I'm going...somewhere with the person suivant door," I yelled as I walked toward the door.
"But we haven't met them yet," Dad said.
"You can meet them later."
And with that I left. I went across the hall and knocked on his door. I heard yelling inside then footsteps. Then the door was opened par a boy that had blonde hair and blue eyes. Niall Horan.
"Well hello. toi must be the lucky Jaylie," he said. "Come on in. Zayn will be out in a moment."
I came in and sat down. While i waited, the other boys kept me company. They introduced themselves(like i didnt know their names)and i found them very funny. Within minutes Zayn was in the room looking as handsome as ever. He looked at me and his jaw dropped. I giggled and blushed. He closed his mouth and cleared his throat.
"Well are toi ready to go?" he asked.
"Yeah."
He smiled and walked over to me. He reached out his hand and I took it. We headed out the door, down to the lobby, out the main front doors, and to his car. He ended up taking me to see a movie. We saw a romantic comedy that was hilarious. Half way through the movie he did that thing toi see in films where he fakes a stretch and then puts his arm around me. It was wonderful. After the movie he took me out to eat. It was almost midnight when we finally got back to the apartment.
"Should I take toi to your room?" he asked.
"No, my mom and dad are heavy sleepers. They probably don't even know I'm not there."
He smiled. "Ok. toi can come to my place for a while if toi want."
"Well of course I want!" I a dit smiling. We went into his room and we sat down on the canapé and talked about aléatoire things. He decided to put a movie in. It was a scary romance movie that I didn't really watch. Half way into the movie, just the in the theaters, he put his arm around me and I laid my head on his shoulder. He starts to gently stroke my hair. I heard him whisper something and look up at him. Our eyes connect. He leans in and I feel his warm lips against mine. I've been waiting for this all night. At first it was nothing but the weight of his lips on mine as if he was asking me for permission. I agreed of course and kissed him back.
Zayn's POV
I was nervous when I leaned down to Kiss her. I didn't know if she would want me to. Obviously she did because she started s’embrasser me back. Her lips tasted so sweet. She started to pry my mouth open with her tongue and then put it my mouth. She must be experienced. I tell her I accept par bumping my tongue against her haut, retour au début teeth. She slides her fingers through my hair and then down my neck making me shiver with pleasure. I rest my hands on her lower back, just above her butt. She was now sitting in my lap. Then it hit me. I loved Jaylie Anderson.
Jaylie's POV
I was right. Zayn Malik did prove my feelings wrong. I was in l’amour with him. I didn't dare tell him because I didn't know if he felt the same way. I mean, it was only our first rendez-vous amoureux, date after all. We continued s’embrasser until we heard the door open, breaking us apart. I gasped in horror as I looked at the door and saw my dad standing there.
Srry that this chapter wasn't very interesting but I'll try to make the suivant chapter better
Part 4 coming soon!!
I gave a sigh of relief. I didn't get rejected like I feared I would.
"Ohhhh! She a dit she loved me and it's toi that's going out with her! I'm sorry to say it but I think you've got yourself a slut for a girlfriend," Niall a dit to me.
"Ok first of all she's not my girlfriend yet. And seconde of all she a dit she was just kidding. She was being funny," I replied.
"Thats what they all say but they end up changing their minds and falling for me."
"Oh yeah right," Louis a dit smacking Niall on the back of his head.
"Well its 5:30 so toi better start getting ready. We all know how long it takes toi to do your hair all pretty," Harry a dit teasingly. "We'll leave when she gets here...maybe...probably not."
"Guys, please be gone when I get back. I really want this to work out," I pleaded.
"Awww! Zayn's in love!" Liam yelled.
"This is why I don't want toi to be here."
"Alright, fine. We'll stay until she gets here, introduce ourselves, and then toi two can go off on your little rendez-vous amoureux, date and we won't be here when toi get back," Niall said. "Deal?"
"Fine," I muttered.
Jaylie's POV
I was finally ready for the rendez-vous amoureux, date with an heure to spare. I had on a glittery haut, retour au début that had only one spaghetti strap going over only one shoulder. My miniskirt was silky and bright pink. My high heel shoes matched my jupe perfectly. My make up was done slowly and carefully and my hair was freshly washed and curled slightly. My clothes made my already shiny blonde hair shine even brighter.
"Why do toi look so-" I heard from my bedroom doorway.
"No reason!" I a dit quickly, interrupting him. Shit! I'm horrible at covering up my secrets.
Dylan raised his eyebrows. "Ok since toi answered so quickly I'm gonna just take a guess and say since I don't know I bet Mom and Dad don't know so that means you're keeping something from them so I'll give toi two choices: toi can tell me and I won't tell ou toi can not tell me and I'll tell Mom and Dad that something's up and you'll have to tell them. You're choice."
I give him a death glare but I know it won't effect him. "Ok fine. I-I have a...date," I a dit waiting for his reaction.
He just stares at me at first. Then a smile starts to creep onto his face. "A date? toi just got here and toi already have a date? Damn, Jaylie, how do toi do it? Why couldn't I have inherited that trait? It's not fair! What room is he in?"
"Right across the hall."
"Does he have any sisters?"
"No."
"Why aren't toi telling Mom and Dad?"
"I want to see how he is first. If I like him then I'll tell them. I just don't know how I'm going to feel about dating since...well, toi know," I a dit looking down.
He looked into my eyes with sorrow in his. "I hope it works out," he a dit smiling. I nodded and his expression changed. "So what's his name?" he asked. This is the part I was regretting telling anyone yet.
"Uh-his name is-Zayn Malik," I said.
"Zayn Malik? I've heard that name somewhere before..." he looked up in thought. "I think I've heard it from you. What did toi say about him?" his face lit up as he remembered. "No! He-thats not possible! He's here?" he looked like someone that witnessed the impossible.
"He is," I a dit calmly.
"And you're going on a rendez-vous amoureux, date with him?"
"Yep."
He opened and closed his mouth like an idiot. Then I realized that it was almost seven so I got up and went downstairs.
"Mom! Dad! I'm going...somewhere with the person suivant door," I yelled as I walked toward the door.
"But we haven't met them yet," Dad said.
"You can meet them later."
And with that I left. I went across the hall and knocked on his door. I heard yelling inside then footsteps. Then the door was opened par a boy that had blonde hair and blue eyes. Niall Horan.
"Well hello. toi must be the lucky Jaylie," he said. "Come on in. Zayn will be out in a moment."
I came in and sat down. While i waited, the other boys kept me company. They introduced themselves(like i didnt know their names)and i found them very funny. Within minutes Zayn was in the room looking as handsome as ever. He looked at me and his jaw dropped. I giggled and blushed. He closed his mouth and cleared his throat.
"Well are toi ready to go?" he asked.
"Yeah."
He smiled and walked over to me. He reached out his hand and I took it. We headed out the door, down to the lobby, out the main front doors, and to his car. He ended up taking me to see a movie. We saw a romantic comedy that was hilarious. Half way through the movie he did that thing toi see in films where he fakes a stretch and then puts his arm around me. It was wonderful. After the movie he took me out to eat. It was almost midnight when we finally got back to the apartment.
"Should I take toi to your room?" he asked.
"No, my mom and dad are heavy sleepers. They probably don't even know I'm not there."
He smiled. "Ok. toi can come to my place for a while if toi want."
"Well of course I want!" I a dit smiling. We went into his room and we sat down on the canapé and talked about aléatoire things. He decided to put a movie in. It was a scary romance movie that I didn't really watch. Half way into the movie, just the in the theaters, he put his arm around me and I laid my head on his shoulder. He starts to gently stroke my hair. I heard him whisper something and look up at him. Our eyes connect. He leans in and I feel his warm lips against mine. I've been waiting for this all night. At first it was nothing but the weight of his lips on mine as if he was asking me for permission. I agreed of course and kissed him back.
Zayn's POV
I was nervous when I leaned down to Kiss her. I didn't know if she would want me to. Obviously she did because she started s’embrasser me back. Her lips tasted so sweet. She started to pry my mouth open with her tongue and then put it my mouth. She must be experienced. I tell her I accept par bumping my tongue against her haut, retour au début teeth. She slides her fingers through my hair and then down my neck making me shiver with pleasure. I rest my hands on her lower back, just above her butt. She was now sitting in my lap. Then it hit me. I loved Jaylie Anderson.
Jaylie's POV
I was right. Zayn Malik did prove my feelings wrong. I was in l’amour with him. I didn't dare tell him because I didn't know if he felt the same way. I mean, it was only our first rendez-vous amoureux, date after all. We continued s’embrasser until we heard the door open, breaking us apart. I gasped in horror as I looked at the door and saw my dad standing there.
Srry that this chapter wasn't very interesting but I'll try to make the suivant chapter better
Part 4 coming soon!!