"These designs are gorgeous," Sarah Burton says while flipping through the portfolio you had been working on for the new approaching fashion season. "Thank you," you respond with a smile. Indirectly working for the Alexander McQueen brand was huge but having Sarah accept your ideas for her new collection was an incredible achievement for you. "I'm heading out to lunch here in a few would you like to join me?" She asks you, while still continuing to flip through your sketches. "I would love too."
"Good, I would like to discuss some of these ideas you have in more detail." The two of you take a taxi to Santore right around the corner from the offices. "I am very impressed with these," Sarah compliments once more, continuing to flip through the pages once you had been seated. "Thank you so much, that means a lot that you think that," you reply completely gracious. Even though you were one of her styling assistants, you had never had a one on one moment with her. You spent most of your time at home thinking up ideas and just emailing them in. Ever since the breakup with Zayn though you had requested to actually have an office in the main building, so you could get out of the house which in turn kept your mind off of him. It also helped you to feel like more of an asset to the company. "Where did you get the idea for this one?" Sarah questions, turning the portfolio around, showing you the stained glass inspired mini-dress you had drawn up while standing outside of Temple Church one day. "I just really like the look of stained glass and thought it would make a great pattern, something Mr. McQueen would have loved." Sarah smiles, "You're right, he would have loved this." Your face flushes at the incredible compliment you had just received. You take a look around the lunch crowd that had the dining room completely full. You mull over the faces as Sarah continues to look over your designs. Your eyes soon lock on a familiar face; a very rich familiar face. Louis sits only a few tables away with an empty seat in front of him. You assumed it was for Katie, the new catch he was messing around with after his longtime girlfriend had dropped him because of his impulsive lying. His eyes catch your's and he sends you a smile. You return it and wave slightly. He nudges his head telling you to come over. You hold up a finger telling him to hold on for one second. "I see a friend, do you mind if I go and say 'hello'?" You ask Sarah. "No of course not dear, go ahead." You smile and step from your seat. "What are you into?" Louis asks as he holds his hand out for you to take the seat in front of him. You hesitantly sit down, looking around to make sure Katie wasn't around. "Just having lunch with the boss," you explain. "Oh, and how is that going?"
"Great actually, she loves my portfolio," you answer with a confident smile. "Of course she does, your style is amazing." You smile and shake your head, accepting his compliment. A light tap on the shoulder causes you to jump and you turn expecting to see Louis' new catch. Instead though Zayn stands above you and your heart immediately sinks. This was the first time you had seen one another since the breakup. Louis is silent as you turn back to him wide-eyed. "I will let the two of you enjoy your lunch," you say softly. You go to stand up but your legs turn to jelly leaving you unable to remove yourself. Zayn takes your arm and lifts you up. "I've got you," he says. You allow him to help you up from the chair but his touch only makes your legs weaker. He wraps his other arm around your waist and escorts you back to your table, recognizing the empty seat in front of Sarah as your's. Sarah looks up from your sketches as Zayn sits you down in front of her. "What was that all about?" She asks once he leaves. "Nothing, I'm fine," you respond, taking a sip of your water as you try and calm your heart.
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Punk Zayn Series
FanficA 22 part imagine series based where in an AU (Alternate Universe) Zayn is Punk. [Original date posted: 10/30/14 - 1/18/15 Original place posted: Twitter via Twitlongers]