EMMA'S P.O.V
I haven't talked to Zayn ever since that day, the day I called him a man whore. It felt good.

Today was the special day that I was going out with Jason. He is so gorgeous. He is perfect for me. While I was thinking about him, I got a text.
Jason: Hey Em, wear something formal, I'm coming at 7 to pick you up

I responded saying:

Emma: Yeah, I'll be waiting bye Jason see you then xx

I quickly skipped downstairs. It was 2 O'clock. I have 5 hours. I better text Harry. I ended up calling him, begging him to come over and help me. He is such a doll.

I went into the living room to wait for him. The doorbell rang and I went to open the door.

"Okay, Harry, I have a date in 5 hours so let's go" I said.

Fuck, not again!

" You have a date?"

"Yes I do"

" Need help?"

"Yes"

I was interrupted by my phone, I got a text from Harry saying that he couldn't come. Great. I guess Zayn will do.

"Okay, fine, but I'm only letting you because Harry can't come"

"Great, lets go!"

We went upstairs. I put on some loud music and we got to work. Zayn said to start on the dresses.

I walked into my closet and pulled out all the dresses. I threw them on the bed in my room. Zayn picked the ones I should try on.
"Go on and try them!"
I went and tried them one by one.

Finally he said " THAT'S THE ONE!"

ZAYN'S P.O.V

She came out of the bathroom trying on the first dress. She looked beautiful. She walked out as if she were on a catwalk. She tried on dress after dress until I finally found one. The one.
"THAT'S THE ONE!"

Notes

Details of the dress and her date will come in the next chapter which will be tomorrow so bye my loves xx