iMate

Natalie pressed her lips together as she sat on the bathroom counter Megan standing in front of her with a wicked grin. “Just promise you won’t make me look like you.” Natalie said simply, giving Megan a glare. The stunning brunette laughed before tugging off Natalie’s beanie.

“I’m going to make you look so hot Zayn is just going to shag you in the middle of the restaurant.” Megan said, smirking.

“So, I’m going to look like a whore.” Nat concluded. Megan rolled her eyes, taking Natalie’s hair out of its side braid and tousling it with her fingers. Zayn had asked Natalie to go out to dinner with him, making her promise she wouldn’t run away again, and she had agreed. The look in his eyes when he said he thought she was worth the chase was enough to make her blush. As Megan started fixing up Nat’s hair, a One Direction song came on over the radio and Nat couldn’t help but smile as she recognized Zayn’s voice immediately.

“He’s a good singer.” Megan said, smiling.

“Oh please. You just want to suck his cock and we both know it.”

“No, he’s a bit young for me. But, you know, if he has a brother…” Both girls started laughing as the sweet sound of the boys’ voices blending together filled the small bathroom. Nat didn’t usually go for this type of music, being more of a Pink Floyd type of girl, but she did have to admit it was nice.

However the more Megan curled and primped and curled again, the more nervous Nat was becoming. She didn’t want to look like a hooker, but at the same time she knew the kind of girls Zayn was used to dating, and was scared that if she didn’t show him that there was the rare occasion she didn’t look like a lad, he might give up hope.

As Megan turned off the curling iron, coating Nat’s hair in hairspray and causing Natalie’s face to scrunch up, she turned to see what she looked like. Megan, however, quickly stopped her. “You only get to see the finished product.” She said simply.

“But-”

“No buts. We’re going to knock Zayn’s trousers off and finally get you a good shag.” Nat rolled her eyes as Megan opened her small warehouse of makeup and got to work.

A good half hour later she walked Natalie into her room, and when Nat saw the outfit on the bed she scoffed. “You’ve got to be kidding.”

“Nope, now strip.”

“Megan.” She said, walking over and picking up a white lace skirt. “There is no way in Hell-”

“Do you want to prove all those girls wrong? Do you want them to see the same beautiful girl I do every day?” Nat was a bit taken aback by her step sister’s words, not quite knowing what to say as Megan walked over, wrapping the small girl in a hug. “Just trust me.” She pleaded.

Natalie obeyed, quickly stepping out of her jeans as Megan turned around. She saw that Meg had even lent her a pair of white, lacy knickers and a matching push up bra. She quickly buttoned up the denim shirt before pulling on the white lace skirt. She stepped into the brown boots, tying on the matching belt before Megan walked over. She covered Natalie’s eyes, leading the small girl over to her full length mirror before she finally let Natalie see herself.

Her hand flew to her mouth and she felt tears sting her eyes. She looked absolutely beautiful, her hair curling in soft waves as she had a very natural look to her makeup. Turning back to Megan she wrapped her arms around her step sister. “Thank you Meg.” She choked out.

“Hey, the beauty was already there, I just made you see it.” Nat would have started crying had a knock on the door not broken the two apart, and Natalie knew it was Zayn. She swallowed nervously, making her way over to the door, feeling terrified of what Zayn might think, and then being terrified that she even cared. But she knew that he was starting to weasel his way into her heart, and she was debating whether or not to keep fighting him away as she opened the door.

She felt like the air had left her lungs as Zayn stood in the door, looking more handsome than ever. When she’d seen him the few times in the shop he’d been almost scruffy looking, his hair disheveled and stubble peppering his handsome face. But as he stood clean shaven and not a single of his raven hairs out of place, she was a bit stunned at how handsome he really was. And at the look of complete and utter shock on his face, she couldn’t help but wonder if he was thinking the same thing about her.

“Nat, you look absolutely stunning.” He nearly whispered, staring at her and causing the small brunette to blush.

“You don’t look completely horrid either.” She teased. He chuckled, and with that once sound every ounce of nervousness left her body.

“Oh, I… uh, got these for you.” He extended a bouquet towards her filled with all sorts of flowers Natalie didn’t know the names of, but blended perfectly together. She smiled, taking them from him and breathing in their delicious scent.

“I would have preferred the new Dead Space game, but these are good to.” He smiled, almost in disbelief as he looked at her.

“You like Dead Space?” He asked.

“I love almost all violent, first person shooter games. However, that is one I can’t play by myself.” He smiled at that, pressing his lips together.

“Well you know, I do actually have that back at my flat, so what do you say we skip dinner and go get the living shit scared out of us?” She beamed, unable to fight away the beautiful boy anymore. She quickly handed the flowers off to Megan before stepping outside and shutting the door behind her.

“I’d like that.”