Zayne (Part 1/3) : Cozy Afternoon

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bzzzz.. bzzzz

I open my eyes. My room is littered by the sun rays gleaming through the blinds of the window.
My phone is ... buzzing?
I turn over to my side to reach out for my device on my nightstand.
Zayne? Zayne is calling me.

Zayne and I are friends.
Have been since childhood.
But ... I have .. maybe a tiny crush on him. I've had one since the beginning, but not knowing if he reciprocates it- I haven't acted on it.

I see him occasionally we have gone out for tea, for walks, even ... for checkups.
Yes. He is my doctor. My primary care physician.
..Small world we live in.

I press the green button on my screen to answer the call.
"Zayne?" I mumble, pressing the speaker button to set it down next to me.

"Hey, Y/n, did I wake you?"

"Well... yes. But I needed to get up anyways."
I look at the time. It's 11 in the morning...

"Oh, I'm sorry, I can always call later if you need to go back to sleep... I know how late you like to stay up."

"Well. Thanks. But I'm fine. What do you need?" I ask, sitting up in my bed.

"Well, there was this outdoor concert that I had wanted to go to, I was going with a colleague of mine but he had to cancel last minute-"

My ears perk up. Is he.... going to ask me?

"-and I was wondering if you would like to go with me? I do think you would like this band. I remember you saying you have been wanting to go to more live music shows."

I smile, nodding as if he could see me.
"Yes! Yes. I would love to- like to go."
Don't sound too eager!! Just play it cool.

I hear him chuckle, "Great. Would you like for me to pick you up?"

I cover my mouth with my hands, grinning from ear to ear. "Yes. That would be lovely."

"Alright, I'll see you at 1 o'clock. It is a midday show, is that okay?"

"Yes, no problem!"

"Okay. I'll see you then."

beep

I stare at my phone, processing what our phone call entailed.
Shit. I need to get out of bed, take a shower, maybe eat breakfast? Should I eat breakfast? I dunno. What if we get food? What if we DON'T get food??...
The thoughts continue to race as I get out of bed.
I frantically sift through my closet.
It is going to be outdoors...
I open my phone to check the weather. Not too hot! But definitely a warm day.
I texted Zayne to tell him that.

I pick out a black t-shirt and some ripped blue jeans. I set aside some black converse shoes along with my favorite bag.
I quickly hop in the shower.
Wash.. rinse...... turning around like a rotisserie chicken under the scalding hot water..

Hop out. Dry off. Slap my clothes on and comb my wet hair. I put it up in my favorite hairstyle.
I put on a little mascara and some lip balm. Nothing too fancy, but just enough.

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1pm rolls around!

I hear the doorbell. I run to grab my bag and shove my feet in my shoes, racing to open the door.
Lo and behold........

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