Not gonna happen

Jessie’s POV
I finished applying the last of my make-up just as my phone buzzed, indicating that I had a message. I looked at it instantly, guessing who it was from and I was right
Zayn
6:34 – Hey babe! I will be over in 10. See you then ;)
Ahhhh, I sighed to myself. He is such a sweetheart. I waited a few minutes so I didn’t seem too eager before I quickly replied with a simple
Jessie
6:37 – Can’t wait :)
I started doing my finishing touches. Okay, so I lied to Hayley. I told her that I was going to be spending the day with Zayn since it is our anniversary which is technically true expect we aren’t spending the day together we are just having dinner together and I lied to get out of work for the day but can you blame me? Ever since Hayley became manager there have been a lot more customers. I don’t know if some people were afraid of Michelle or something but something is different. It’s like rush hour every hour.
DONE! And looking pretty magnifique (that’s French for magnificent) It was 6:48 when he arrived, coming to the door to greet me instead of waiting in the car and honking like any other guy would do.
“Wow! You look amazing!”
He looked me up and down. I blushed which made him smirk which made me slap his chest (lightly) which made him make a sad pouty face.
‘Are we gonna go or stay here in the freezing cold all night?” I joked. His eye brows perked up.
“Do you wanna go?” he asked carefully
“Yes” I replied with the same careful tone, unsure of where this was going.
“Then going we shall!” he cheered, linking his arm with mine and escorting me to his black Mercedes – Benz that was parked in my drive way.
“Damn” I whistled, running my hand along the hood of the car. I felt Zayn’s arms wrap around me from behind as he spun he around so my chest was touching his.
“Your beautiful” he whispered, looking straight into my eyes which made me believe him even more.
“So are you” I smiled, leaning in to kiss him. Our lips connected softly, and moved in perfect sync with each other. I opened my mouth slightly and his tongue immediately pushed into my mouth, battling my own for dominance. After a few minutes of tongue wrestling I broke away, resting my forehead on his.
“Happy anniversary” he smiled at me.
“Happy anniversary”

*at dinner*
We arrived at dinner not too long later and were seated immediately due to Zayn making reservations under the name Malik which I loved.

*flashback*
“Table for Malik”
“Zayn and Jessie?” the greeter person standing behind the counter asked.
“Yep” Zayn replied, looking at me. Probably to see if I had any kind of negative reaction to him telling a stranger that I am his wife, which I didn’t.
“Hope you don’t mind. It’s just easier that way” Zayn whispered into my ear as the waiter led us to or table.
“No I don’t mind, not at all”
*end of flashback*
“So what can I get for you tonight?” the very cute waiter asked Zayn.
“Can I have the hot potato topped with black truffle?” he replied casually. Yum! That sounded so good but it was also like 24 pounds or something (35 dollars) and I didn’t want him to waste all his money on our date so I went with something more simple.
“Of course” the waiter nodded “And for the lovely lady?” he smiled a very cute, charming smile at me.
“I’ll have the fettucine alfredo please” I looked away from the menu to find him staring at my chest. The fuck? My boyfriend is sitting right there and you are staring at my boobs? Perv!
“\Did you get a good look? Great! Now we can continue. We would like our food and possibly a waiter who isn’t such a perv, thanks” I told him sarcastically. He cleared his throat out of embarrassment I am guessing.
“Yea, right away” he hurried off into the kitchen or something.
“Perv” I muttered under my breath for, like, the millionth time.
“Calm down babe. It’s okay. But your right, he is a perv” Zayn tried to comfort me but it only made me wonder how he didn’t notice the waiter staring at my chest. And if he did notice, why didn’t he do anything? My past boyfriends would have probably beaten that waiter up for looking at what is theirs but Zayn acts like he doesn’t even care.
I was about to ask him this when his phone rang. He looked at me for permission or some shit.
“Go ahead, it’s fine” I said through gritted teeth. I really did think it was fine but it didn’t come out that way because I was mad about the whole perving waiter and Zayn not caring thing.
Zayn took out his phone from his pocket and started to lift it up to his ear when there was a loud crash that came from the kitchen. Zayn jumped and his phone landed on the table, right in front of me. I caught a glimpse of what it said for a split second, just a teeny tiny minute but it was enough to see what it said. And boy, was I pissed.

Notes

Right! New chapter is in.
P.s anyone see the new photos of Louis and baby Freddie? Sooo cute
Also, shade is still being thrown between Little Mix and Zayn
So much drama. Love it! I am team Little Mix, what 'bout you?
Love yall