The Phone call - Zayn Malik

Chapter 11

Zelmirah

14 Sep, 15 - 11 a.m

" Welcome to the Winter Estates. We hope you enjoy your stay. " I repeat the same thing for what felt like the fiftieth time.

The estate was opened again so me being the only host had to welcome the guests.

Seeing an escape as there was no one around, I make a run for the gate and sneak around the property and head straight for the private gates . Once I am inside, I let out a sigh of relief thanking the heavens that Rae or Verra didn't see me or they will have my head.

I remember when I was little Mom and Dad used to greet every guest. I didn't have anything against doing this but I slept at 5 in the morning and Verra woke me up at 8 . But I didn't tell them that. What will I say? I was busy gawking at boy band members. My eyes were hurting because of lack of sleep .

I go straight to my room not bothering to change my dress and lay on my bed burrying my face in the pillow.

It felt like an hour had passed and I still couldn't sleep. This always happened with me, all day when I am doing work or studying or something sleep comes in abundance and when I actually want to sleep , it's nowhere to be found.

I huff loudly and sit up . Tiredly I make way to the washroom and change into my pjyamas. Opening the braids in my hair, I sigh in content as I run a hand through my hair.

My phone dings with a message and I look around not knowing where I kept it. Aah! There you are laying on my bed.

Maurine :
Bring your ass to the store by 1 p.m. Outfits need to be selected.
P.S bring coffee for me

Shaking my head at her text I groan loudly , I had just changed into my pj's.

Who was Maurine? She was the head designer's 20 year old daughter who was doing an internship with her mom at the store. Her mom Amelia and my mom had been working together for almost 12 years now.

She was the only one of my age at the store and helped me get through the day without letting me feel out of place or not needed.

My phone vibrates again and I see another message from Maurine.

Maurine:
Don't show up in your pj's.

Ugghhh. I get up and walking towards my closet I grab the arm of a sweater which was sticking out. Once I yank it out, I see it's a black white striped sweater. What to wear with it now ? I decide on a skirt and a pair of black vans. ( outfit on side )

Leaving my hair in the messed up form they were I head out grabbing my car keys.

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I open the door to the store and once I am in I greet the girl at the cashing register and the other sales person.

The store was a two storeyed building while the basement was where all the work was done. The building was quiet huge.

As I reach the basement I see more activity around than usual, well it was normal since the fashion week was 4 days away.

Fashion week? The London Fashion week. Yes, we were taking part in that and it started on 18th and this was the first time my mother's designs will be showcased at such a big platform. So obviously it was really important.

I head straight to the office where I knew Maurine and her mom will be, greeting everyone on my way.

Knocking on the door, I hear a muffled come in and i enter.