Heartbreak [zjm]

22. Interns

After Zayn left my office, Mark came in to inform me of another intern that is going to work here now.

"Her name is Lauren Dale, go easy on her, Belle," Mark laughed and I laughed along. "By the way, are you coming to our charity fundraiser next month?"

"Yes, Zayn asked me."

"Awesome!"

And that was the first time I had heard Mark Malik use a teenage slang term.

I was working on a few manuscripts that Zayn sent me when there was a knock on the door. This very tall woman with dark brown hair stumbled into my office with a confused look on her face.

"Hi, I'm uh, Lauren Dale," she waved awkwardly. "Where am I supposed to be?"

I assume I would be like this if I didn't know the Malik family or if Zayn hadn't showed me around. I locked my computer, grabbed my phone, and took my planner.

"Today is your lucky day, Lauren, I'm going to be your guide," I smiled.

"Thank you so much," she constantly said.

"It's really no trouble," I replied. "Now here is the lobby, which you clearly found your way to my office so you must not have been totally lost."

I showed her the break room, with all of the Malik's plaques on it; with their job descriptions.

"These are the people that own Malik Incorporated."

"Oh yes, the Malik family," she smiled.

We went up all the way to the sixteenth floor and that is where the family is most of the time.

"I thought employees weren't allowed up here... Only the family. Are you close to them?"

"You could say that," I shrugged and the elevator doors opened.

We walked near Mark's office and one of his assistants, Mary, welcomed me. "Good afternoon, Miss Evans."

"Mary, please, call me Belle."

"Alright, Belle. Do you want me to ring Zayn and let him know you're near his office?"

"I would rather have Zayn not know I'm up here, but if he asks, I'm just showing a new intern around."

Mary nodded and went back to her desk to work.

"You know Zayn Malik?" Lauren awed at me.

"Very well, why?"

"He's practically the God of all businesses, and he's a senior," she smiled at me and I scowled.

The inner jealousy in me was screaming, and he's all mine! But at least that's good that she thinks he's attractive. After I showed her around for a bit, I went back to my desk and Zayn made his way to me around the time I was going to leave.

"Hello gorgeous," he kissed my forehead.

"Hello Zayn, how was your work day?"

"It has been wonderful, minus the fact that we received two new interns. Mary mentioned that you were showing one of them around."

"Oh, I was because she seemed so lost," I shrugged and logged off for the day. "She was practically drooling when Mary mentioned your name."

"Well I would rather not have both the interns and my girlfriend drooling over me. Just you, babe."

"I understand, I wouldn't either," I laughed.

I am glad Zayn and I could joke about things like this without him getting hurt about it.