“Babe do you wanna go somewhere tonight with me?” Zayn your boyfriend whispered from behind you with his arms around your waist. “Sure” you breathed out longing for his lips to kiss yours, “What should I dress for?” You asked as you began to walk up the stairs to get dressed “Put on something nice babe” he smiled. You slowly picked out your outfit, making sure it was perfect. You got dressed in this  http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=54260306and Zayn did your hair, being the master of hair products that he is. “You look stunning…. I’m going to have a hard time keeping my hands off you tonight” He breathed into your ear. You shivered and said “Then don’t” “You’re such a tease, but I may take you up on that offer when we get home” He said giving you a wink. “I’ll be in the car, if you’re not there in 5 minutes I’m calling your mom and telling her about the naughty things you want me to do to you…” You sighed as he walked away, obviously turned on. You changed out of your old lady undies and traded then for lingerie, just in case you got wild tonight. You headed to the car, but not before checking your makeup and perfectly Zayn-styled hair.  He greeted you in the car with a soft peck in the lips. You smiled at his irresistible cuteness. He turned on the radio and his band’s popular song ‘one thing ’came on. You watched as he sang along and shimmied in his seat. Zayn gave you ‘the look’ which only meant that he wanted you to sing along. Your eyes rolled and sang along with him, eventually enjoying yourself. You reached a parking lot seeing that you were at a summer ball. Zayn grabbed your hand and lead you to the entrance.  You grabbed a table, but weren’t able to sit down because Zayn started tugging on your arm, motioning to the dance floor. You sighed softly and followed him to the middle of the room, weaving in and out of globs of elegant-dressed people. A slow violin song started ringing through the room and Zayn held out his hand and asked “May I have this dance, joile fille (means pretty girl in French)?” “Of course handsome young fellow.” He placed his big hands on your waist as you wrapped your arms around his neck and swayed to the rhythm of the violins. You danced song after song, just staring into his eyes, and he occasionally bent down to kiss you. You looked at Zayn with seductive eyes, and his own started to grow big. Zayn grabbed your hard and stared going to the door. Smirking at your achievement, you were placed into the car and headed home. Let’s just keep it appropriate for all ages and say you were happy you changed undies ;)

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My friend Courtney actually wrote this one

She hopes you like it 

XxAndrea———but mostly Courtney ;)