Midnight doesn't last forever. [slow updates]

• Chapter 10.

-Mrinal-

‘How dare he? Who the hell does he think he is? How could he just display everything from my bag in front of every-freaking-body and that too in a restaurant? What was I even thinking when I agreed to go out with him?’

“Watch where you’re going bimbo.” I bumped into some girl and all the stuff in my bag scattered on the ground. I got even angrier at that curly piece of crap when I saw all my poems and posters turned red. I was so gonna kill that guy but not that easily. He didn’t know whom he had pissed off.

Love went to the bin, and now there was a new me. I went to Candice’s house as I knew all the girls would be there, if you count Ashton too. I hated that guy since the beginning, just couldn’t say anything because of Candice. I didn’t want to hurt her.

Reaching there I rushed into Candice’s room finding only Eleanor. She was sitting cross legged on the floor, busy cutting some stuff for decorations, looking cute as always.

“Hey El, where’s everyone?” I asked keeping my bag on the ground.

“Erica has gone to make a sandwich, Candice went to the loo and Ashton had a call to make.” She replied, not even looking up. She was such a work-a-holic. Seconds later Candice and Erica came in. While Erica seemed frightened about something, Candice seemed confused.

“Mizy! Where were you all day long? Almost all the work is over and you’re showing your arse now?” Erica yelled at me.

“I had some music disks to collect. Anyways, what’s with you two, all scared and shocked?” I questioned Erica.

“Nothing, she just saw a lizard and I shooed it away.” Ashton came from nowhere and threw an arm around Erica’s shoulder.

This was extremely strange, Erica was never afraid of lizards. Something was wrong, and it wasn’t Erica, it was Ashton.

-Zayn-

I couldn’t get that insane girl out of my mind. I mean who blackmails someone to have a feeling less sex with them? Not a decent, dignified girl. Oh yeah, Ashley didn’t have any of those qualities.

Walking down the street I was making comparisons between Erica and Ashley. Every good quality I thought portrayed Erica while the evil ones were Ashley’s traits. Why I was even bound to her? Out of all the people, why did Ashley have to know about her?

With the thoughts running in my mind, I didn’t realize that I had reached the building, where Danielle’s apartment was, by myself and hadn’t have a little clue that I was now drenched from head to toe. I had no other option but to get inside, even though I knew Erica would be there.

I rang the bell, and Danielle opened it. By her clothes, I could tell that she was going out. She smiled at me and I went inside, searching here and there for obviously the only person I was eager to hug.

“She isn’t here.” Danielle shut the door behind her. 

“Oh.” 

“I’ll get you a towel, until then don’t get your ass on the couch.” She said being over protective of her new bought beige couch which had cost her almost her fortune, “here” she said handing me a towel and some clothes which probably were Liam’s.

“I have to leave for my date with Liam. I’m sorry I can’t be here, but make yourself at home.” She picked up her keys, leaving the apartment.

While she was gone, I tried getting into a room but it was locked. So I went inside the second room, I didn’t have an idea to whom it belonged. It had these wall sized windows, a purple colored theme and everything was messed up. I started unbuttoning my shirt and then my jeans. After drying myself up I was about to pick Liam’s shirt when the door opened, and I turned around to see Erica with her mouth wide open.  I hid my junk with Liam’s shirt, not that it was something she had never seen, but as she was still in shock I thought it to be the appropriate thing.