"Not your type of crowd?" a familiar voice spoke and I knew it was him.
"Why do you say so?" I asked back looking at his deep brown eyes. I've never had the chance to look at him this close, I never knew he had such mysterious eyes.
"Nothing, just guessing." He looked back at me like he's trying to read my mind and just like he's on queue, the bartender handed me my scotch. "Thank You" I said.
"cheers?" he lifted his glass of whiskey and I lifted mine as we toast. "cheers."
"If I ask you to come with me tonight, will you say 'yes'?" he asked out of ths blue.
"and where will you take me if I did?" I took a quick sip of my drink noticing his eyes not leaving mine as we speak.
"that's for you to find out once you did" he said.
a/n: P.S. This is a ZiGi fan fiction, purely based on my personal imagination. A story of how I imagine Zayn and Gigi before and whilst dating, so yeah, here's to all ZiGi shippers out there. #Nevershallwesink <3