[PEARL]
I returned from work that evening, my mind heavy with the day's events. As I approached my apartment, an unfamiliar yellow sports car caught my eye, parked right on my lawn. Who in the world would park here? I decided to approach the car, ready to tell the owner to move it, but as I got closer, the driver's door swung open, and out stepped Zayn.
"Zayn?" I blurted out, a mix of surprise and confusion in my voice. "What are you doing here?"
Zayn looked effortlessly stylish, as always. He wore an ironed white shirt with the sleeves rolled up, revealing his tanned forearms, paired with dark jeans that fit him perfectly. His hair was slightly tousled, giving him a look of casual elegance. A warm smile spread across his face as he walked towards me.
"I've been waiting for you," he sa
