Chapter fifteen

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Amelia's P.O.V.

Today was Sarah's special day. No, not her wedding; it was her 20th Birthday. But this year, I had something planned for her. Something that she can never even expect.

I walked over to her bakery café to accomplish my first goal. I entered the bakery and there she was on the counter shouting,
"2 brownies and 2 mocha."
"Okay love. Got it." I heard a raspy voice from the counter.

I strolled towards the counter and saw a curly haired boy with green orbs staring at me directly. Sarah turned her face towards me and squealed.

"Oh my Amelia.". She hugged me tightly and I hugged back, my eyes never leaving the boy's.
"Ahmm ahmm." He cleared his throat.
"Oh sorry. Amelia, this is my friend and job mate Harold and Harold, this is my best friend, Amelia." Sarah introduced us formally.
"Nice to meet you." I held out my hand.
"Same here." He said shaking my hand.
"Well you can call me Harry, Haz or Hazza or anything you want." He said, still looking in my eyes.

"Harry! Amelia!" Sarah shouted waving her hands before my eyes. Maybe, we were too caught up in each other's eyes.
"Oh sorry." I said, all embarassed.
"Yeah, I know. I have given Table no. 3 their order, Harry." Sarah said glaring at her job mate.
"Sorry boss." He replied, saluting Sarah.
"Okay Sarah. I have something to tell you. You have to close the café today at 4 p.m. and I have asked Ms. Watson for that. I have a special place for you to come to. And Harry, you're invited too." I explained everything clearly.
"But where?" Harry questioned.
"I'll text you. Be ready by 7 p.m." I replied.
"Okay. Push your number in." He said handing me his phone and I did as directed.
"But..." Sarah spoke up, clearly to reject this offer.
"No ifs. No buts. This time, its compulsory." I made her shut up.
"Okay." She said shrugging.
"Well its 2. So I'm heading home. Come home at 4, please." I completed.
"Bye." Sarah waved.
"Bye Amelia." Harry did the same, flashing his adorable smile which made me feel giddy for no reason at all.
"Bye Sarah. Bye Harry." I waved back at them and left the bakery.

Sarah's P.O.V.

I was totally confused by now. Yes, I know, Amelia is a fun person but asking me to close the bakery at 4 wasn't something really funny.... It held suspense and mystery in it.

Anyhow, I closed the bakery and walked home with Harry. From Harry, I remembered something. Today morning, he was acting all weird and funky, when Amelia arrived. He wasn't flirting with her. Oppositely, he was just smiling. He didn't compliment her beauty or way of dressing but I saw it in his eyes. He looked at Amelia with so much concern, so much adoration and so much emotion. Just exactly the way, Zayn looked at me in the park under that oak tree. But no, I need to get out of his thoughts and move on because he has. He has moved on with Perrie. Her name slipped out of Waliyha's mouth by accident which I was grateful for. At least, now I know the name of the girl whom Zayn loves.

I entered my bedroom and the scene was totally changed. Actually, it was difficult for me to clarify it as "my bedroom".

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