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New Love

•Dinner•

Victoria POV

"Victoria Marie Hood get down here our guests are almost here." My mother yells from downstairs. I rub my lips together and smooth down my dress taking once last glance in the mirror I turn and head downstairs. (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=119898645) Jumping off the last couple of steps I see my mom bustling around the kitchen. She turns and smiles at me but before she gets to speak the doorbell rings.
"I'll get it." I say. I walk to the door and wipe the sweat from my hands on my skirt. I don't know why I am so nervous. I open the door and smile. I see a woman with long dark hair and the boy that answered the door earlier behind her.
"Hi love." She says giving me a hug. "I'm Mrs. Malik thank you for inviting us over for dinner. You look beautiful. My husband is watching the younger ones so he sends his regrets that he cant join us but he hopes to meet you guys soon. However Zayn here volunteered to come with me."
I smile at her.
"I'm Victoria but everyone calls me Tori and my mother is in the kitchen I'll go get her."
"No need dear." My mother says coming up behind me. She hugs Mrs. Malik and introduces herself and they start chit-chatting.
I turn to see Zayn staring at me.
He tilts his head and opens his arms a bit.
"No hug for me?" He says cheekily.
I roll my eyes and give him a hug.
Zayn's arms wrap around me tightly and I release my arms. He buries his head in my hair and I feel his lips brush my neck. I step away pulling myself out of the hug.
We all leave the foyer and head into the dining room to eat. I stay fairly quiet during diner. Mrs. Malik and my parents chat and laugh and get along really well. Something makes me think this will not be the last Hood/Malik diner. Zayn keep winking at me during dinner. My mom had seated him across from me so every time I look up I find Zayn's gaze on my face. When dinner starts winding down I feel a foot on the inside of my leg. It slowly rubs up and down the inside of my calf. I look at Zayn and he smirks at me. I try to send daggers at him with my eyes. He just smiles his tongue peeking out slightly. I roll my eyes out at him and stick my tongue out. My mother sees and elbows me hard in the side sending me a pointed look.
After dinner and dessert were finished the adults make their way into the living room to talk.
"Victoria dear why don't you give Zayn a tour of the house." My mom says telling me subtly to go away.
"Um okay." I say hesitantly.
I turn to look for Zayn to find him right behind me. I half smile at him and gesture at him to follow me then walk off not looking to see if he follows.
"Um well you saw the living room and the dining room the kitchen is behind it." I say gesturing to a door on the right. Zayn follows me all around the bottom floor most of the top floor.
"Well I think that's it." I say smiling at him.
"Really?" Zayn says looking unsure.
"What did I miss?" I say leaning against a door racking my brain to try and remember.
"This door." Zayn says putting his hand on the door above my head and leaning in.
"Oh." I say quickly sliding out from under his arm. "That's my room."
Zayn raises his eyebrows.
"Can we go in?"
I bite my lip and weigh my options.
Hoping I don't regret it I open the door and go and sit on the edge of my bed.
"Well this is my room and as you can see I am not completely unpacked yet." I say gesturing to the boxes I have yet to go through. Zayn smiles and comes and sits really close to me on the bed. I stand up and go over to the mirror on my vanity and fake checking my make-up. I then sit down on the chair of my vanity half facing Zayn. We make small talk for about half an hour.
"Come here." Zayn says patting the bed next to him. I hesitantly walk over to the bed and sit next to him. Zayn scoots closer to me and I move away.
"Are you scared of me?" He asks softly leaning closer to me.
I purse my lips and shake my head slightly.
Zayn leans closer and his lips brush the corner of my mouth before making his way to my ear.
"Good." He whispers his breath making the hairs on my neck stand up.
"Zayn time to go." I hear Mrs. Malik call upstairs.
Zayn pulls away and I release a breath I hadn't realized I had been holding in. He stands up and offers me his hand. I take it and he pulls me off the bed. I drop his hand quickly. He shrugs and leaves the room. I follow him down the stairs. Mrs. Malik gives me a hug.
"Goodbye love it was lovely to meet you I hope Zayn here didn't bother you too much." Mrs. Malik says smiling. Zayn smiles from behind her.
After they leave my mom turns to me.
"Good night dear."
"Good night mom. Good night dad." I say hugging my parents before heading up to my room.
Going to the window I pull back the curtain slightly I see the Maliks going in the front door. Before going into the house Zayn looks up at my window seeing me he winks. Turning he then enters the house. I feel my cheeks blush pink as I drop the curtain. I put my fingers to my lips. I have a feeling that boy will get me into a whole lot of trouble.