The New Girl

Chapter 22

Victoria's P.O.V

"How do I look?" I asked, twirling. I was wearing a short red dress with a cardigan. And my hair was curled.

"You look amazing." Liz smiled. "What about me?"

"Great," I commented, as she spinned in a circle, the bottom of her black dress forming into little waves.

Then I heard the doorbell ring. Liz, and I looked at each other and hurried downstairs. I don't know how Liz can walk that fast in heels, I can never do that. Good thing I wore flats.

I opened the door and saw them in black suits, and a bow tie. I cursed under my breath. Since I was in flats, they were all towering over me. Harry and Louis gave me a smile, but my attention was on Zayn. He looked amazing. He was looking down at me with a smile plastered on his perfect face.

He leaned over my ear.

"You look beautiful Victoria," he whispered, sending chills down my spine. I felt blood rushing to my cheeks.

I looked down, hoping my hair would hide my blush.

"Thanks," I muttered.

Before he can reply, he was dragged out by Liz.

"Let's go Zayn," she hissed. He winced as Liz's nails dug into his skin.

I frowned , while Harry and Louis snickered.

"Come on Victoria," Harry said, placing an arm around me.

When we reached my driveway, I got out of Harry's grip and walked to my motorcycle.

I wiped the snow off of the seat with the sleeve of my cardigan. Then I turned it on with the key. I smiled as I heard the familiar the engine purr.

"Victoria?" Zayn said, frowning.

"Yea?," I asked, confused.

"It's freezing out here, are you going to ride on your motorcycle to the restaurant?" he asked, giving me a are you crazy look.

I rolled my eyes.

"Zayn, I haven't rode my motorcycle for a long time, and I'm going to ride it whether you like it or not." I said, hopping onto the seat. I grabbed my helmet and placed it on.

"Then I'm going with you." Zayn, Harry, and Louis said in unison.

They looked at each other, glaring.

"No I'm going!" They argued.

I sighed.

"I'll meet you guys there," I said, riding off, ignoring their protests.

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Soon we were all seated in the restaurant. I was between Harry and Louis, and Zayn and Liz next to each other. We all ordered already. I asked for a lobster with sprite.

I looked around as I waited for my food. Everything was fancy in this place. People were dressed in dresses or tuxes sitting around tables. There was a crowd of people coming from the doorway. The floor was actually carpeted, which muffled the sound of the heels. The walls were a simple pale-brownish color. And to add a little detail, there was a chandelier hanging in the middle of the restaurant.

People sitting around a table

Soon a plate was placed in front of me.

"Finally," Harry said, licking his lips.

The smell of fresh cooked lobster filled my nose. I inhaled, my stomach growling. I grabbed my fork and started eating, savoring the taste with each bite. On the corner of my eyes, I saw Louis gorging himself, looking like he was in heaven. Typical Lou.