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Zara's POV
Morning sunshine peeks through the uncovered window and blesses my body with some warmth. Crying for the whole night lead to some fever that burns my body and some shivers that give me the feeling like I live in Antarctica. Lying lazily on my bed that had no blankets, no pillow covers and of course no mattress sheets provide no coziness at all. Is this the life that people crave for? But deep inside I always knew that it is going to be difficult. I have to be strong; Strong enough to choose what I want for myself. I won't let a low tide throw me even farther in my life. I have to make myself indestructible so I can stand firmly even in a whirlpool. Ha! It sounds stupid though. Who would want to stand in a whirlpool?
I open my eyes scanning my room as if I was expecting that it will magically fill up with all the things I need. Yesterday, I didn't eat anything. So first thing today should be food. I manage to get up from my bed when I hear a tapping on my door. What the hell? Who knows that I am alive and I live here? I loiter towards the door knowing that whoever it will be, will get scared of the exclusive hairstyle made by my pillow. I don't bother to straighten up my hair because I have figured out a plan to scare the shit out of the person who is standing outside. I guess it will be a random person and scaring him will at least give me something to laugh about. I quickly take out a lipstick and mascara from my purse and rub it a bit across my face making me look scarier. Beware everyone!
I open the door with eyes widely open and making my teeth pop out of my mouth so that I can look like a practical witch and let out a witchy noisy shriek when I realize that I know the person standing in front of me.
My noisy shriek is soon followed by the scream of the person in front; Zayn.
"Who the hell is this?" Zayn steps back a little.
I quickly normalize my features comprehending that the plan backfired. I wanted to scare somebody but I got embarrassed.
"Shshshhsh Zayn, it's me. Zara"
"No way. I thought you were beautiful"
"Sorry, I am no sleeping beauty."
We both look at each other and a hysterical laugh is emitted in the air by us. Zayn makes his way into my room and I close the door, slapping myself in mind because of the foolish idea of scaring someone who had knocked.
"you've cleaned up the room. There is actually a bed and some chairs here. Yeah." Zayn looks around the room while I search my purse for a tissue to clean my face. When I fail to find it, I inform Zayn that I will be back in a minute after washing my face.
On resuming, I see Zayn's gaze fixed on the park across the street while he is standing next to the window.
"ummm Hi" I say embarrassingly because I didn't even say a proper hello to him when he came to my room.
"Oh Zara! Hi" Zayn looks back at me taking in my appearance.
His smile turns into grimace when he sees me.
"You've been crying the whole night Zara."
How could he see through me? How did he know? I don't answer and he reads my expressions.
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