Uncertainty // z.m.

Eleven

___________________ London, 21.11.13 THU

Dear friend,

Zayn called me in today to "talk about an important issue", so I went there. We didn't really have any contact after that dinner last weekend, Jared invited me to have a drink with him, well technically he invited us both, Zayn and me, but Zayn refused to join us and that's when I saw him last. He made a kind of pissed impression to me then, but I don't know.

However, I arrived there and the first thing I noticed was Jared's car in front of the building and I smiled to myself. When entering the vast hall, I tried to wipe off the grin and look as neutrally as possible. Zayn and Jared were seated in the far right corner of the room, Zayn's usual work place. I approached them and could see how they noticed that I had arrived. The reactions couldn't have been more different. While Jared was smiling brightly at me and stood up to greet me, Zayn's frown deepened and he looked down onto the few documents spread on his table, avoiding any eye contact with me.