I was busy getting ready for my "appointment" with Zayn when I heard the Bentley's hooter. It was the sound I love the most. I grabbed my jacket and ran towards the door. I paused at the door and looked down to check if I put my shoes on. Shoes, check.

I opened the door and bumped into a hard object. When I looked up, I looked right into those dreamy hazel eyes.

"Zayn. I am so sorry."

"It's okay, love. It just gave me an excuse to hold you in my arms."

That's when I noticed that he put his arms around my waist. I blushed a little at his touch. "Shall we go?"

He lets go of my waist and grabs my hand, pulling me toward the Bentley. He opens the passenger door and gestured for me to get in, which I gladly did. He walked around the car to the driver side and got in.

"Are you ready?"

"Where are you taking me Zayn?"

"Trust me, you're going to like this."

"That's what Louis said last week and I still have a few bruises."

"Trust me it is nothing like that."

We were driving for about 15 minutes outside the city when Zayn pulled over.

"What's wrong? Did you forget something?"

"No. I want you to put on this." He hands me a black tie.

"Why? Is there something wrong with what I am wearing?"

He laughs. "No. I want you to blindfold yourself."

"Why?"

"Please just do it. It's a surprise."

"Okay." I took the tie and tied it over my eyes.

"No peaking."

"Okay."

"Promise."

"I promise."

He pulled away and we drove in silence, which made the road feel like forever. He finally stopped and got out of the car, leaving me alone. I could feel my heart beating in my throat, making me very nervous. My door opens and I feel a hand on my leg.

"Come with me." His lips were right next to my ear. I could smell his cologne mixed with tobacco. I leaned in closer to take in as much of him as possible.

He took my hand and pulled me out of the car. He entwined our fingers as we walked away from the Bentley. He stopped and snaked his arms around my waist and pulled me closer to his chest. He moved his hands upward and started untying the tie at the back of my head.

I opened my eyes and the first thing I see is the most beautiful sight I have ever seen. A 2007 Lamborghini Reventon.

"Oh, Zayn. She is beautiful."

"Yeah." He starts moving towards the coal coloured beauty. He walks over to the driver side and opens the door. "Are you coming?"

"You want me to drive this?"

"That's what you wanted, isn't it?"

"Zayn... I..."

"Come on. We haven't got all day."

I move closer to the car and touch the exterior. It's so smooth and shiny. "Are you sure you want me driving?"

"I wouldn't have brought you here if I didn't."

"Good because I always wanted to."

I got in the car touching the interior as much as I could. Zayn slides in on the passenger side.

He turns to me with a confused look. "Wait can you drive?"

I place my hands on the steering wheel. "I have been driving since I was ten. Daddy's girl remember."

He laughs again. I love it when he laughs, and not his fake chuckle he sometimes does. That out of his stomach laugh he has.

"So, are you going to fire this beauty up or not?"

"Buckle up prince. I am gonna take you for the ride of your life."

I turned the key which brought the monster to life, I put it in first gear and placed my foot down on the accelerator.

******

"Harry I am telling you it was the best thing in the world. Being in that car with the man I love just putting petal to the metal and speeding down that strip. I really felt free."

"Hate to burst your bubble sister but look around you." My eyes followed where his hand gestured around us. "You are free."

I am so glad I got on that bus that night and met him. I couldn't have asked for a better friend.

"Well we don't have much time left so we have to get you a dress and get home."

"I like this one."

"Are you sure? There is something with colour on that side."

"But you are all wearing black and white and I want to match with you."

"Are you sure you want this one Van?"

"Yes. Give me it and I will put it on so you can see." I fleetingly moved into the dressing rooms.

Minutes later I emerge and walk toward Harry, who is peacefully paging through a magazine.

"See?"

He dropped the magazine in amazement. "I see. It's... well... perfect! Wow Van! Jewellery, we need a bracelet and earrings."

He pulls me toward the accessories. We ended up buying earrings, a bracelet, and a ring I liked. Oh yeah and don't forget the dress.

"You are gonna knock them dead."

"Thanks Harry."