Hidden Identities // H.S

Chapter 65

     I spot her sitting at the table we always used to sit at when we'd stop by here. This coffee shop was our go-to place during our lunch breaks at the agency. I haven't seen her in four months. I didn't expect her to look different, but she does.

She has a short, straight haircut that ends at her chin. She's dressed up very elegantly with a white blazer set and sunglasses resting on the tip of her nose, even though we're inside, and sitting next to her is a Chanel bag. A fucking Chanel bag? I didn't know the agency paid her that much.

She senses my stare and she snaps her eyes up. She grins once she sees me and I match it. She eagerly slides out from her seat and stands up with her arms held out. I stride over to her and embrace her in a hug.

"Janie!" She squeals into my ear as we rock from side to side in our hug. "It's been so long!"

I pull away from her, a big smile printed on my face, "You look the same yet so different, Zar."

She raises her right shoulder with a smile, "A lot can happen in four months."

Tell me about it.

We both sit across from each other and Zara slides me my coffee order, "I already got your drink. It's still the same right?"

I quickly sip through the straw and then nod. A regular iced coffee with extra cream and caramel.

"Let's get the elephant out of the room, how the hell did you buy that bag?" My eyes focus on the black Chanel bag seated next to her.

She clears her throat, blinking her eyes a few times, "I saved up my money for once."

I'm stunned.

Zara was a shopaholic. She never failed to buy herself whatever she wanted. I didn't think the agency paid receptionists that much money.

"Congratulations." I smile, "It suits you well."

"Thank you." She beams, "Okay, now you know I've been dying to know about your new rich life. You stopped texting me with frequent updates, I need to know everything!"

"There's nothing to know." I gulp down my drink.

"Bullshit." She declares, "I know there's something interesting that has happened in four months. Like that fancy ball they attended a few weeks ago!"

"It was okay." I shrug, "Zayn and I just stayed back and watched them, of course."

She hums, pursing her lips, "Really? Then you'll tell me who Harry Styles' mystery date is?"

I laugh, trying to disguise the nervous feeling in my stomach. "Mystery date?"

She nods, "Few news reports that Harry was with a girl all night. Guests claim he sang to her and even publicly kissed her? I'm dying to know what lucky bitch swept this asshole off his feet!"

Is that what news articles were saying about that night?

"Harry and this mystery girl have been a topic on tmz for a while now. I'm dying to know who she is just as much as they are. So tell me, what's she like? Is she hot? Is she a supermodel?" She folds her hands together and rests her chin on top of them.

I laugh again, "There is no lucky girl, Zara. I'm sure they just want more publicity for their website and those guests just want their fifteen minutes of fame."

"So you haven't seen Harry with a girl around?" She asks full of disappointment.

I shake my head in response, "No."

She narrows her eyes at me, pointing directly at my nose, "You're lying."

I gulp, coughing unexpectedly, "W-what?"