"Hey Candice." I say to my best friend as I walk in the empty shop. "Hey babe." She replies. "Slow today?" I question, tying my apron tightly. "Yea, as usual." She says with a board expression. "Sweet, wanna go to the back and watch movies?" I laugh. "Hell yeah!" We put in a movie, and sit down on the leather couch in the break room. When we hear the door swing open, I sigh, pause the movie and get up. "Can I take you order?" I say looking down. I don't hear a response, so I look up. Zayn. Zayn with the biggest smirk on his face. His dark eyes, and mysterious look matched the tattoos on his forearm. Damn he's beautiful. "Miss me?" His raspy voice rings. "No not really." I say, putting my hands on my hips. He bites his bottom lip, and looking down at me. "So what do you want?" I ask him, hoping he would leave. Zayn chuckles. "Nothing, I'm fine." He smirks. "Okay.." I get out the broom, and start to sweep in front of the counter. "So, how did you find me?" I ask. "I followed you." My thin eyebrows squeeze together as I look at Zayn in disgust. His smirk only gets bigger. "Zayn-" He swiftly walks over to me, towering above me, as he brushes my lips with his. Butterflies fill my stomach as he laces his fingers with mine. I close my eyes and inhale his cologne. He puts his hands on my hips and warmly exhales on my neck. "See you tomorrow, Alex." And with that, he leaves me breathtaken in the empty tea shop. I lightly touch my lips and set down the broom.