Esoteric.

I smiled back wrapping my arms around his neck as he wrapped his around my waist. Chills began covering my entire body as he gently squeezed me tighter. I inhaled the delicious scent that was Zayn. All too quickly he released me.


"You ready?"


"Uh, yeah."


He gave me a small smile before turning around making sure I was following behind. I had nearly tripped over the sidewalk. Thankfully Zayn was about five feet ahead me so he didn't notice. I think. He may have smirked.He opened the passenger door for me a large smirk on his face as I blush a light pink.


"Thank you." I mumbled, so quietly I wasn't sure he had even heard me.


"You're welcome." He said back just as quietly.


I watched as he quickly jogged across the front of the car before hopping in the drivers seat, buckling up before he turned the key in the ignition. I had chosen to stay quiet before Zayn had even arrived. I didn't want to say something completely idiotic and embarrass myself before we had even got to where we were going. Where were we going anyway?


I looked out the window watching the passing cars. We were now at a red light and I could feel his eyes on me. He was watching me intently but I was all too nervous to turn around and look.


Soon enough we pulled into the parking lot of the cinema. I smiled a bit to myself. I had been praying that we weren't going out to eat. Where I'd have to make conversation and there'd be an even bigger possibility of me making a fool of myself.


I hadn't even realized that Zayn had gotten out of the car until he was at my side, opening the door for me. Once again, I looked down bash fully. I had no idea why I was blushing. Maybe it was because I had never had a boy be so sweet, especially a teenage boy.


"So, what did you want to see?" He asked glancing over as we started making our way through the parking lot.


"Mm, what's playing?"


"22 Jump Street, The Fault In Our Stars, Ninja Turtles, Transformers, uh I don't know what else."


"22 Jump Street." I answered almost immediately.


He looked me his eyes widening a bit. I'm sure he had half expected me to pick The Fault In Our Stars or something but, I really wasn't in the mood for some sappy, love movie at the time. Plus I had already seen it with Shiloh.


Shiloh. Oh shit. That reminds me. I'm suppose to be stating away from Zayn. She's going to flip if she find out about this. Maybe she won't. I mean, honestly. How could she? I'm sure Zayn's not going to tell her. Especially after she had flipped out on him at the party. Unless she saw us when he was dropping me off at home. Oh crap. Wait. She probably wasn't even home. Duh. Oh Em, you need to stop worrying so much.


I was all too lost in my thoughts to notice that Zayn was already getting our tickets. I hurried to grab my wallet out of my purse walking right up behind him.


"Is there anything else I can get you?" The gorgeous girl sitting behind the counter asked Zayn. All the while making sure that she was leaning over enough so that the little cleavage she did have was on full display. I scoffed quite loudly, as I rolled my eyes at her bluntness. Could she get anymore desperate?


Zayn looked back to me, an adorable smirk playing on his lips. I blushed intensely realizing that I had shown how jealous I actually was.


"I'm good, you good babe?" He asked turning fully towards me.


Did he just call me babe? Oh my. He did. Ah! He did. He called me babe. Wow. I sound like an absolute freak right now. At least he can't hear me. Haha. That's because it's all in my head. Whoa. I'm literally standing here talking to myself like an absolute idiot.


"Uh. Um, no. No, I'm good." I stuttered. I looked back to the girl who was twisting her face into a nasty grimace. Well then.


"We're good" Zayn mentioned, barely giving the poor girl a second glance.


"Well if you ever need anything, just let me know." She smiled pushing over a small piece of paper. Which I'm assuming her number was written on. Well then. Now, I know I'm not the hottest girl in the world, but damn. Could she get any more rude?


"Nah. I'm good." Zayn said, wrapping his arm around my waist pulling me along with him. Leaving her there with a surprised look on her face as so grabbed the paper crumpling it into a tiny wad. Serves her right. Slut.


I mean, I really don't know if she's a slut but ya know. She was clearly hitting on Zayn while I was standing right there. People theses days. He called me babe though. Me, babe. Seriously, if I was alone right now if legit be jumping up and down in place. I felt his large hand grip onto my hip a bit tighter giving it a light squeeze. Causing me to wiggle a bit. Wait. Did he pay for both our tickets?


"I could have bought my ticket." I spoke randomly.


"What kind of guy would I be if I let you pay on a date?" He asked continuing to the concessions. Date? Did he jus say date? He, Zayn Malik who could take any girl out. Asked me, on a date. Oh my damn. A date. Me and Zayn on a date. I think I may just pass out. No. You can't pass out. He'll think you're a freak. Keep calm Em. Come on! Pull yourself together.


You got this.


"Did you want anything to eat or drink?" Zayn questioned ripping me from my thoughts.


"Uh. Yeah, just lemme get my wallet. I said once again grabbing my purse.


"Don't worry about it." He smiled already walking away.


" No, it's fine. I can pay." I rushed out not wanting his to spend anymore money on me. I was just lifting my card from my wallet when I saw him already taking his back. Damn it.


"These are you favorite, right?" He asked holding up the box of Mike and Ike's.
In my haste to get my card out I hadn't really paid attention to what he was getting. A part of me was wondering if he was just really good at guessing or maybe Shiloh had mentioned what my absolute all time favorite candy was, because there's absolutely no other plausible explanation for how he could possibly know what my favorite candy was right?


"If you don't like these I can get you different ones." He rushed out a bit nervous.


"Oh. No, no. These are good." I smiled grabbing them from his hand.


"You sure? Because I really don't mind. I'll buy you something else, whatever you want."


"No. I promise. I just... How did you know these were my favorite?"


"Oh." He chuckled a bit. "I'm a good guesser." He said giving me a breath taking smile. All I could do was nod. Every time he smiles I feel like I've just gotten the air knocked out of me. We found our seats in the very back seeing as there weren't many people in here, surprisingly.


As soon as the lights began to dim. The butterfly's were back. What was wrong with me? Could I go longer than twenty minutes without feeling my stomach twist in knots? We were part way through the movie when I noticed Zayn's hand beginning to move his hand closer to mine. My breath hitched in my throat the second his fingers touched mine, interlacing in one another.
I watched as he gave me a nervousness glance, waiting to see if I was going to pull away. Of course I wasn't, but I guess he didn't know that. I have to admit, having his hand in mine. Our fingers wrapped around each other felt absolutely amazing. I couldn't keep myself from smiling each and every time Zayn would laugh at something funny would happen in the movie. His laugh was absolutely adorable.


All too soon for my liking the movie ended. Which only meant one this. He'd quickly be letting go of my hand. We stayed to watch the clips from the end credits. Surprising me, he stood up my hand still in his as I stood along side him. We made it out to his car, not before the same girl from the ticket booth shot me a nasty look to which I just laughed quietly at.
Like before Zayn opened the door for me after releasing my hand. The drive was quiet once again, only this time I didn't feel as awkward. Before I knew if we were parked in front of my house. I grabbed my purse off of the floor making sure nothing had fallen out when my door opened.


"You didn't have to get out." I said stepping on to the side walk.


"I wanted too."


I gave him a small smile as I started to walk up the sidewalk and up through the front yard.


"Thank you. For taking me." I said looking up. Really Em? Thank you for taking me? God. Way to make it sound like he brought you somewhere as a favor. I mentally face palmed at my stupidity.


"Thank you. For going with me." He laughed.


I nodded, yet again not knowing what to say. I watched as he started to lean in. He was doing it again. Yet this time, no one was around to stop us. Oh my god. It was actually going to happen.


He was going to kiss me. I was going to kiss him. After four years of crushing, I was finally going to able to feel his soft lips on mine. What if I messed up. Oh shit. I've only ever kissed one another boy before. I'm totally going to fuck this up. He's never going to want to talk to me again. He was so close I could feel his warm, minty fresh breath sweep across my face. This was it. He was so close our noses were touching. Just a half of inch closer and we'd be kissing.


He began moving closer at an antagonizing slow pace.

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