Apocalypse | Jamie Campbell Bower.

maybe life wasn't that bad.

As I closed the door of my apartment, damn its a mess. I heard a little knock. I opened it and there he was standing.

what a surprise ! Its been 2 years since we met damn.

I said in my sarcastic tone.

' what? '

He said in a really soft tone which made me feel guilty.

' nothing I was just being .. sarcastic. '

' oh sorry. Actually you didn't told me the timings..? '

' oh yeah sorry .. um is 10 am okay? '  I asked

' yeah, its okay with me .. I will bring somethings like snacks and cans and stuff you know.. '

' yeah sure. ' i said with a laugh.

' yeah .. uh I should probably you know ' he gestured towards his apartment. Luxurious apartment.

' yeah '

After that he went away, giving me a small salute.

[ T i me S k i p s ]

My alarm was ringing. It was 9:00. I should probably get ready. I got out of the bed, brushed my teeth, took a shower, ate breakfast, lets just skip to the hard part. Outfit. I'm so bad at outfits. The problem is I have clothes but no outfits.

After spending another 15 minutes, I decided to wear my jump suit with jeans jacket. It looked good. I know what you're thinking ' why isn't she wearing a floral sundress or something ' to be honest, I don't like showing my skin or body because of .. several reasons.

I wore my outfit. I didn't do makeup, because it was a hot day. I was already full of sweat.

Its 9:30. Maybe Jamie woke up, what if he forgot. What if Iam only wasting my time. I was almost ready now. I grabbed my converse. My hair was still wet. I could feel water dripping down my spine through my jumpsuit. I tied my shoe laces in to a perfect bow. Everything was perfect but something still feel like unbalanced. Maybe it's just me. Maybe its just one of my thinking, my overthinking that ruins everything.

I heard my door bell rang. I knew who it was. I could feel excitement in my stomach. ' One minute ' I screamed. I grabbed my jacket from the sofa and applied my signature scent. Mmmm strawberries, i love this scent. I quickly looked my at self in the mirror for the last time. I wish I could look like my mirror version to be honest.

The bell rang again. Twice this time. It was the first time I was actually feeling happy. I took a deep breath and opened the door. I was so excited to see him, but to my surprise it wasn't him.

' Hello ' he said.

no no no. This can't be true. He still has the same voice. The same deep voice. The same voice coming out of the same person who used to buy me chocolates. This same voice is coming out of the same person who left me like i was a bag of garbage. This is a dream. Please be a dream.

i could feel anger boiling inside me. I felt like crying and dying at the same time.

' Dad? ' I could feel goosebumps by even saying these three alphabets. My emotions feel dead. I could feel my vision getting blurred, like someone added vignette effect to my vision.

' Zoella. You've grown. '

' Yeah I'm sorry. I should've stopped growing after you left. '