Arranged Love (Zayn Malik Arranged Marriage)

Date?

Zayn’s p.o.v

Gosh my girlfriend is cute.

Girlfriend?

Well, not really, but we ARE engaged.

Does that count?

Maybe I should ask her, or would that be weird?

I don’t think now’s the best time though… because currently she’s blushing, hiding her cute little face in my chest. And if I ask her now, she’ll explode.

Yeah, later would be great.

I heard giggling behind me, so I turned my head while Pray’s head shot up to look who it was from.

There were three girls, probably Pray’s age, looking at us and giggling madly.

Okay…

When Pray noticed them, she left my embrace.

She smelt good, like vanilla.

“Hey Pray” the middle one said.

They knew her?

I looked at Pray to see her blushing.

“Who’s this young lad?” the same girl said again.

“Uhh…um” why is it so hard for her to tell them who I am?

“He’s hot” the left one said. Making me look at her wide eyed.

Hearing this Pray’s head shot up.

“Is he the one you were talking about on the phone the other day? You Fiancé?” the right one said. I’m guessing their friends.

And Pray talks about me? Well this should be interesting.

“She does? By the way, I’m Zayn, her fiancé” I said smiling.

Pray looked at me with wide eyes, while her friends giggled.

“Hello Zayn” they said.

“You’ve got a nice one there Pray” the middle one said, looking at me up and down.

Was she checking me out?

“Umm, we should go Zayn” she said, holding my hand, intertwining our fingers.

“Why so fast? It’s been long we haven’t talked” the left one said.

“We came here for lunch, and we are hungry, sorry guys. See ya later!” she said, turned around and pulled me along with her.

When we finally reached to the entrance, her eyes lit up when she saw where I brought her.

“KFC! You brought me to KFC! Oh my god! Yes!”She squeaked and pulled me, hurrying in to the restaurant.

I chuckled.

She’s so cute.

Without looking for a seat, we went straight in line. Well, someone’s hungry.

I need to thank aunt Nisha for telling me her love of KFC.

“Told you patience is virtue” I said, smirking while we waited in line.

“Told you patience is virtue” she said in a deep voice.

Is she mimicking me?

“Do I really sound like that?” I asked.

“Yes,yes you do” she said nodding her head.

“No, no I don’t” I said, in a playful tone.