Destined To Be

Chapter 5

Aditi's POV

"Yes, please make sure to deliver them by one. I was told it would be delivered yesterday, but no one came." I snap at the customer service agent who was supposed to deliver the LED lights.

"Yes ma'am. It will be delivered before one." says the agent and I know he's lying.

"If it isn't, then please cancel the order. I do not want to deal with unprofessionals like yourself." I say and hang up the call. I let out an exasperated sigh and sit down on the the shirt flight of stairs that lead to our backyard lawn, where we will be conducting all the ceremonies.

It's a complete mess right now. Tools and tool boxes, ribbons, few artificial flowers, long metallic poles, Rose's bicycle and what not.

It's only seven in the morning and I'm already so annoyed.

Okay... Yes, that was rude. But I had no choice! I need to get the decorations done by tomorrow. We've got a three day trip to Goa planned. And then on the sixth day, all the ceremonies begin.

I feel like crying. Urgh... I can't do this!

"Hey, you okay?" Zayn comes from behind me, making me jump. He's got a cup of hot tea in his hand and is shirtless and just has his shorts on. All of his tattoos instantly remind of Harry's.

I shake my head, not wanting to brood thinking about him today.

"You still haven't changed, have you?" he chuckles and sits down next to me on the steps of the entrance of the main house.

"I don't know if that's a good thing or bad." I say teasingly and bump his shoulder with mine.

"Good thing and bad." he says with a smile and takes a small sip of his tea.

We sit there in silence. I admire the dark orange and faded yellow colours dancing in the sky. The cool morning breeze feels refreshing.

"Have you talked to him?" Zayn asks, and I know he's been wanting to ask that question since the moment he saw me. Yes, we have been in touch in the last seven months, but we never spoke about Harry.

"No." I reply in a monotone.

"I know you don't want to talk about it right now... But as a friend... I just want to know... why? Why did you leave him?" he asks, his voice sounding assertive. He places his cup on the ground and turns his body towards me.

"Zayn..." I close my eyes and move to stand up, not wanting to start the conversation again.

"Aditi, please. I need to know. Do you know how miserable he has been?" he holds my hand, making me stop from moving and I pull it away as I feel a sudden burst of anger rise in me.

"He has been miserable?" I snap, my voice getting all shrilly.

"Yes, he has." he says in a matter-of-factly tone.

"Yeah, right." I scoff, "So miserable that he has already moved on and is dating is on and off ex, Kendal and having a blast with her at St. Barts." I say angrily, glaring at Zayn for taking Harry's site.

"Don't believe everything you read Aditi." He says calmly, "And why are you getting all worked up? You're the one who dumped him." he says casually and I feel my stomach drop.

"I had my reasons." I say coldly.

"And they were...." Zayn presses.

"Harry deserves better Zayn. I'm not good enough. I'm a fucking burden. I will never be able to make him happy." I say in one breath as I feel the lump form in my throat.