*    *    *
Part 3: Shopping.

Zayn’s POV:

We had just arrived at the shopping centre. I was not interested in shopping at all, and I just came to see Bella. I had not met her for just 3 days but I felt like 3 years. I really really missed her. I shouldn’t have these feelings for her but I couldn’t help my feelings. I was even jealous of Niall. Whenever he kissed her, I always wished that were me. That was the love from one sight. I was scared that one dag I would do something to make her be mine. I didn’t want to betray Niall door stealing his girlfriend from him but my love for Bella grew up dag door day.
“What can I do now?” I asked myself.

All of a sudden, someone slapped my shoulder, saying:
“Hey, Zayn!”
That’s was Bella’s friend – Vicky. I asked her:
“Vas happening?”
She brought two short dresses to toon me and asked:
“Which suits me better?”

One was an smaragd, emerald dress. The hem was made from transparent velvet. The body was folds holding one side crosswise, while the other was sticked with white coral. The other dress had a noble black from the most exclusive velvet. It was short to knee. The chest part of the body was deeply cut actractively and was sticked with precious stones scattered along the two sides of waist. The tiny stones were set around the waist and hem.
I tried to be friendly:
“Uhm…the black one…I think…”
She smiled happily:
“Really? I’ll take that.”

Then she grabbed my arm and took me to the jewelry shop. She pointed at some earings and necklaces, asking me:
“Necklace of earings? What should I wear?”
I told her truly:
“You should take that necklace. It goes with the black dress.”

Vicky seemed to be a shopaholic. She bought a lot of clothes and shoes without thinking. She was cute and lovely door the way. But honestly I didn’t care much because I was searching all the hall to see where Bella was.
            *    *    *
Bella’s POV:

It had been a long time since I last went shopping. I rarely cared about clothes of such things like that. I loved going to the bibliotheek and cooking more. Niall told me that he wanted to go shopping to buy some Polo T-shirts but he just prowled around the women shops and kept asking me:
“Oh my god, this pair of Gucci jeans look awesome. Try them on please. Do u like them?”
I just unexcitedly shook my head. He even gave me a short red dress and told me to try it on. I gave him a black look:
“What? u want me to look like Hannah. I can’t wear this kind of dress!”
He made faces:
“Why don’t u choose anything? No matter, I’ll try to find a dress that u will love it immediately.”

He walked around and picked a lot of expensive dresses to see if they would suit me. Suddenly I saw a pair of heels that sparkled all the shoes room. I indefinitely walked into the shop. Oh my god, they were Christian Louboutin’s products. They looked even much meer beautifull than Mihrap’s. They were the lastest design with the highest quality suede that I could easily recognized. There were so many sharp black metallic particles on their black burnished python. Their heels had the usual red hot color tht made me want them immediately. Their heels were about 15 centimetres in height. I took them to try on. Oh shit, they totally fitted my foot. They must have been made for me. But when I looked at the price tag, I almost fainted. It cost $1700! God, they were far too expensive. Suddenly, I heard Niall’s voice:
“Wow, they suit u very well. u will look awesome in them. Do u like these heels? Let me buy for you.”
I lied:
“Nope, they don’t fit me at all. My foot really hurt when I wear them. Don’t buy them, they are not worthy!”

Niall rolled his eyes with doubt:
“Really? Are u sure?”
I said, avoiding his eyes contact:
“Yup, I don’t like them. Let’s go home.”

I knew that Niall had enough money to pay for them but I didn’t like the idea that he bought too many expensive things for me. I really hated it when they thought that I loved him just because of his fame of his money. I didn’t want to be zei that I was taking advantages of him. I loved the heels so much but I loved Niall more, of course.
                *    *    *

Bella’s POV:

The boys had just driven away and I was seeing Vicky off. She kissed on my cheek and said:
“Thank u so much for today, Bella. Love you. See ya.”
When I was about to open the door, she turned back and looked at me seriously:
“Bella, do u have any feelings for Zayn?”
“What do u mean, Vic?” I found her vraag difficult to understand.
“Uhm…Ah…Just because….I realize that Zayn looked at u all the time today. u know…I’m so sensitive. I think he does like u and I…uhm… I…” She stutted.

I smiled:
“You fall for him, right?”
She nodded and blushed a bit. I put my hands on her shoulder and said:
“Don’t worry, Vic. I’m sure that he doesn’t have any meer feelings than friendship with me. I’m Niall’s girlfriend so he will never have that kind of feelings for me. And even if he had, I would never love him. u know, I even think he likes u so much. He chose clothes for you, right? Zayn is not friendly with all girls. Maybe just u and I.”

She was surprised:
“Really? Are u sure?”
I laughed:
“Of course. Go girls. Tell him your feelings and u both will make a perfect couple.”
She nodded:
“Yeah, Okey. I will. Thanks so much, Bella.”

I waved at her and unlocked the door. I saw a strange pair of male shoes on the carpet. Who was that? Hannah brought someboy home pagina again?