Chapter 11

The Date


"This boy Zayn you speak of, he's really taking you out on a . . . outing?" My dad asks me for the millionth time. I roll my eyes and repeat the same sentence I say every time he asks me.

"Yes dad. He's picking me up in about ten minutes, so be nice to him," I say glaring at him. He childishly sticks his tongue at me.

"No promises." He says turning a page on his book. We sat there in silence until we heard the doorbell ring. I don't even have time to move by the time my mom answers the door.

"Nice to meet you. Come one in. . ." I here my mom say right before Zayn Caslin walks into my living room, definitely something I would've never imagined happening. I jump up from my sea, trying to escape before my dad can start asking questions.

"Not so fast, Kim." I sigh and sit back down. I put my face in my hands. Zayn and I are never going out again, I think miserably. I see my dad get up and shake Zayn's hand in the corner of my eye. I peek my head out.

"Nice to meet you Mr. Crawford," Zayn says politely. My dad gestures for him to sit down. Zayn does as told, and that's when the questions begin. Zayn was extremely polite during it all, but it's a good thing Zayn came here early, or else we would've been about an hour late. Maybe that's an exaggeration, but I had to stop it sometime. So when he asked Zayn what his parents did for a living, I got up and took Zayn with me.

"I think that's enough questions, don't you dad?" I say through gritted teeth.

"Oh, right. I suppose. . . Have fun on your . . . outing. . ." I wanted to laugh at the fact that my dad still couldn't bring himself to say the word 'date', but currently I just wanted to leave as soon as possible. I quickly said goodbye and practically ran out the door.

Zayn was trying to run ahead of me, but it wasn't working. He made sure that he opened the door to the car for me though. I smile at him and get in. Once we're both in the car and far away from my house, I say "I am so sorry about my dad. He's really protective and -" He starts laughing.

"It's fine. He was just worried about his little girl." He says smirking, I roll my eyes.

"Whatever. Hey, where are we going? You just told me to dress nice but for all I know we could be going to McDonalds. . ." he laughs.

"Well for an average girl, I would be taking her to McDonalds, but for a beautiful one like yourself, I like to go a bit overboard. . ." I blush a deep red, and I'm just hoping he can't see me in the dark. I turn away from him and stare at the winner. Gosh, this is so much better than my usual Saturday night, I think happily to myself.

You know, when Zayn said he went overboard, I though he meant a nice yet simple pizza place or something. Instead he took me to what seems to be the most expensive, yet quiet, Italian restaurant in town. I'm talking over a hundred dollars here for one date. Then he took me to the movies to see a little kids movie.

It was prefect. It was like every date you see in a romantic movie. He opened every door for me and wouldn't let me pay for anything, even though I offered like a hundred times. On our way out the movies we ran into two sophomore girls from school. To say they were surprised was an understatement. By Monday morning, news about Zayn and I will be all over the school.

Zayn made sure to get me home before ten like my dad said. He got out of the car and opened the door for me, and walked me to my house. "I had fun tonight." I say sweetly to him.

"Me too. Hey, some of the guys a dragging me too a football game next week, and we have an extra ticket . . . and I really don't want to go alone with them. . ."

"Of course I'll go . . . but I don't know a thing about football so . . ." I state shyly.

"That's perfect! Because it just so happens that I'm the only guy on the planet who knows nothing about football!" I laugh.

"I'll see you Monday. . ." I say smiling before walking inside. I run up stairs to my room, hoping my dad doesn't notice me when I pass his office. Luckily for me, he doesn't. I don't run into my mom either, so that's just a plus.. I jump on to my bed, and just lay there for a while. I reach for my phone after a while to see if I have any missed calls. To my disappointment, I find non from Jack.

Why would he call me? Especially after tonight? After my date with Zayn. . . I shouldn't even be thinking about Jack, I just went out on a date with Zayn Caslin, and I'm thinking about Jack of all people. Something must be wrong with me. . .

I feel my phone buzz, I immediately jump up to see who it's from. Not from Jack, but Zayn. My smile grows as I sit there texting him for what seems like all night. We mainly talk about me, but every now and then I learn a little something about him. Like how he has a younger brother and that his dad died when he was really young. No matter what I told him or what he told me, I don't think I've ever had bigger smile on my face while texting someone. Can you blame me though? Zayn Caslin, liked me of all people. Was texting me of all people.

To think, seconds ago, I was worried about Jack being mad at me. . .


A/N: Short, I know, but I didn't know what to do with this chapter, So I made it a filler. Next chapter will me about her going back to school and stuff, and it won't be boring or short. I have some drama planned, next chapter is when stuff starts to unfold, so be looking forward to that.

In other news, almost to two hundred reviews, which is really exciting for me. So 200th reviewer gets a shout out?

Alright, that's all I have to say . . . so

Byeee!

~Juliana