Zayne was up pretty late at night, he was bored and decided to write about how he imagined his 'dream girl'. That's all he remembered before he fell asleep at his desk, suddenly awakening to an unfamiliar voice.

He slowly opened his eyes and groggily sat up, glancing over. He stared shock, looking at the prettiest person he'd ever seen. It was a perfect description of what he had wrote about last night... Then there you were.