Insane 3 | Dates

third person pov.

After a long while of waiting Mori was finally getting that special date with Zayn. When he asked her she started to squeal and jump around in pure excitement. He knew how important it was to her. After what had happened five months ago he thought that she deserved to be treated out. She was very happy and excited for this date, and he was excited too. Their relationship has been going smoothly. Not too slow nor too fast. They both had busy lives, but they still managed to spend time with each other.

Tupac blasted through her apartment as she got ready for this date tonight. Moving her hips as she rapped the catchy lyrics. Zayn told her that he would pick her up at 8pm. So that gave her just enough time to get dolled up. He had a lot of errands to take care of so he was occupied all day. Zayn made sure to take this night off so he could be alone with his girl. Mori understood that he had things to do and she wasn't upset. He did shoot her cute texts here and there which was nice.

She has been spending time with the crew, dropping random visits at the SH which has been relocated somewhere more private and isolated. Mori stayed in touch with the gang even though she had her own place now. They understood that she wanted to venture out and do her own thing. Of course they supported her. The gang moved out of the other mansion since it was pretty much ruined and moved into a mansion that was better. Nobody had their location except for trusted people. But even for that matter, their circle of trusted people was smaller than ever.

Everybody has been recovering from Operation H. It has been five months since everything went down. Aubs has healed from his bullet wound and he was back up on his feet, along with his crew. Harry on the other hand has also been healing up. It took him a while longer but he was getting better. The sad thing was is that he was paralyzed for the rest of his life. After what Lonzo did to him Harry has to be in a wheelchair. So he moved Ravi to be in charge, take care of the gang, and the city.

Suddenly somebody had knocked loudly on her door. Checking her watch she noticed that it was 7:30pm, but Zayn was suppose to be pick her up 8pm. Mori grabbed her gun from the counter and made her way to the front door. She looked through the peephole before smiling widely and opening up the door.

"Sorry I'm early, please don't shoot," Zayn spoke raising his hands up in surrender. He already knew that she had her gun behind her back because she always carried it when she went to answer the door.

Mori wanted to say something back but she was too frozen to even speak.

Zayn Malik, the sexy man himself was looking extremely dapper tonight in this designer all black suit on his body. Black hair was looking super perfect and the shiny rings on his fingers caught her eyes. Face was so angelically structured. Jaw so chiseled that it made her drool. He was a slightly built man, not too tall but not too short. This being was just too good looking. She could feel his honey colored orbs staring down at her, and she felt so small.

"Are you, uh, ready to go?" Mori asked adjusting her fur coat on her shoulders. She had been gawking at him for way too long. How in the world did I get so lucky? She thought to herself.

"Should I be the one asking that?" Zayn chuckled leaning against the wall, pinching his bottom lip with his ring cladded fingers as he looked at the woman in front of him.

She had on this fitted body suit that was all black but had white and yellow trims on certain parts of it. It was so pleasurably amusing to see how Mori's dark skinned glowed, skin that many people envied. Her figure was so petite looking. She may seem small but she had so much firepower in her. Mori's eyes were dark and smoldering, so innocent like. She was just so beautiful that she made his heart flutter.

"I dunno..where you suppose to?" She squeaked nervously as she found a distraction, and that was to grab her purse.

"Come on gorgeous. Your destiny awaits," Zayn smiled softly as he took her hand and guided her out the apartment.

The atmosphere was exciting. Mori and Zayn were both nervous, but it was a good kind of nervous. They have been waiting long enough to go out on this date.

"Thank you," Mori felt her cheeks becoming hot when Zayn opened the car door for her. She got out and looked her arm around his.

"Ruin my car and I'll ruin your life," Zayn warned the valet parker as he tossed him the keys, but shot him a peachy smile. "But thank you."

"Z, don't be rude. I'm sure that you have plenty of cars," she spoke tugging on his arm.

"I'm hard on them for a reason. One time they put a huge dent in my Mercedes—god I was so pissed," Zayn huffed which caused her to giggle.

They walked in the fancy restaurant with shiny chandeliers hanging above them. With high ceilings it was very spacious, the interior was a dark grey color, and trims of white and black here and there. The floor was made out of black marble which made her heels made a loud sound everytime she walked. And there was also a very huge fish tank that made Mori excited for some odd reason.

Zayn gave a nod to the host and they were guided to the finest table. Their laminated menus were handed to them, and a waiter would be soon to take their order.

"You look so ravishing my dear," Zayn complimented her with a charming smile on his face. He sat across from her and he couldn't help but to admire the melanin beauty in front of him.

"And you look very handsome too," Mori replied looking at him with sparkling eyes. "You may be the finest man I have ever laid eyes on."

"That's so nice of you," Zayn felt himself blushing so he looked down to fiddle with his collar in hopes of not being called out on. Suddenly Mori felt on her left ear, gasping quietly to herself which caught Zayn's attention. "What's wrong?" He asked worriedly looking at her. "Is everything alright?"

"I-I forgot my hearing aid," she stammered, soon sighing and releasing her left ear.

"I'm sorry," Zayn apologized softly. He knew how important it was for her to have it—especially when she went out places.

"It's fine," she told him and shook it off. "I just wanna spend time with you Z. Trust me, I'll be okay."

"Hello you two, I'm Michael," smiled a white man with a bald head that approached their table. "And I'll be your waiter this for fine evening."

"I'll get the Chicken Alfredo," Zayn ordered folding his menu. "Also with a glass of the finest wine here, yeah?"

"Excellent choice, and for you miss?" Asked Michael who looked over at Mori. When he didn't get a quick answer he cleared his throat, and when that didn't work he spoke up again. "Miss, I am talking to you."

"I'm sorry what?" Mori asked, innocently looking up at the waiter who was giving her a very mean look. "Can you repeat that please? I didn't hear you, my apologizes."

"Of course you didn't," Michael remarked sarcastically. "Did you order something yet?"

Zayn was getting so angry right now that there was steam coming out of his ears, "She was going to if—,"

"I would like the broccoli chicken fettuccine alfredo please," Mori says cutting off Zayn before he said something out of line. She handed him the menu, in which he snatched it out of her hand.

Now, when it came to people being disrespectful to her for no reason she would snap and cuss like a sailor. She would insult them with no end, and not feel sorry for it...but this was different. Mori was partially deaf. And with this man being so rude to her it made her feel some they of way.

"I'll be back with your food shortly," Michael spoke smiling falsely at them before walking away.

"I'm gonna kill that fucker," Zayn spoke suddenly with an expressionless look on his face. His hand was itching to grab his gun and end the man with a single shot to the head.

"Zayn no," Mori sighed shaking her head. "It's not worth it, honestly."

"That little maggot has some damn nerves," he huffed, the thought making him get so worked up.

She reached over the table and took his hand, squeezing it, "Okay, it's not that se—,"

But he kept going on, "I swear to god that I am going to take this fork and shove it so far up his ass that he's gonna—,"

"Javadd," Mori said his middle name in a firm tone, and a look that was telling him to stop talking.

"M'sorry babe," Zayn murmured apologetically—he got a bit scared.

"I promise that I'n fine, okay? He's just a jerk and he doesn't know that I'm half deaf," she says trying to keep this man cool.

"He still doesn't have to be an asshole babe, because I swear—," he stopped ranting when she starting giving him that look again. "I'm done."

"Let's just enjoy dinner and spend some quality time together. That's why you took me out on this date, yeah?" She quirked a brow at him.

"Yes," Zayn breathed out. "I'm sorry about that by the way."

"It was pretty sexy," Mori giggled squeezing his hand. "I like that."

When Michael came back with their food Zayn gave him the deadliest look ever until he left. Mori had to nudge his foot underneath the table so Zayn wouldn't say anything because he definitely was about to speak up—but didn't because he would be sure to handle him later.

In the meantime, Zayn and Mori did enjoy their date. They laughed, told funny and embarrassing stories, and wore the biggest smiles on their faces. It felt so great and they liked being around each other. Dinner was great and so was dessert. They ordered different desserts and fed each other spoonfuls. People have never seen Zayn so happy before.

"After you m'lady," Zayn cheesed as he opened the car door for his girl. Mori gave him a kiss on the cheek before sliding into the car. He closed the door and made his way to the other side. Once he started his engine they headed to his place.

"I had a really nice time Zayn," Mori told him with a soft voice, a cute smile adorn on her face. They were both laying down in his bed facing each other. Her hand stroking the prickling skin on his face. "Thank you."

Zayn leaned forward to kiss her lips, pulling away he looked at her in the eyes. Even in the dark he could see those pretty orbs looking back at him, "Babe, I would do anything for you. You're my girl, so why not?"

My girl.

Wow, she could faint right now.

"I'm what now?" She asked keeping her composure as she traced the side of his jaw. "You know I'm half deaf."

"Don't play like that Mori. I'm being serious," Zayn deadpanned frowning his eyebrows.

"I just roasted myself but whatever, I'm sorry. Continue on please," she sighed running her hand down his chest and back up again.

"I said that you're my girl," Zayn repeated, grabbing up on her ass underneath the covers as he smirked. "And I'm your man—so live with it."

"Or what?" She challenged.

"If we're not together then you can't be alive anymore...and neither can I," he says with a bland tone. "And I'm not kidding either."

"Sounds like someone is a bit insane" she sung, soon giggling. "But I like it a lot."

Zayn chuckled, "I'm only insane for you baby."

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this was sorta cute , i guess .

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