When I woke up Zayn was gone but there was a note on his pillow explaining he had to work. I made my way to the kitchen and found something to eat. While I was eating I checked my email and found a list of things Vera wanted me to do. The fact that I was three thousand miles away didn’t stop her from using me as an assistant, at least for things more important than getting her coffee. Fortunately I only had to call some people and set up appointments, I was done in an hour, leaving me plenty of time to take a shower before meeting up with Eleanor to go to IKEA.
“OK so what all do we need?” El asked as we walked in the store.
“Um, everything, the flat’s completely empty.” I replied.
“OK…then why don’t we shop room by room.”
“Good idea.”
“So how many rooms are there?”
“There’s the living room, the kitchen, 2 bedrooms and 2 bathrooms. And there’s this one closet random closet that I’m not going to have a real use for so I think I want some shelves to turn it into a library.”
“A library?”
“Yeah, I like books is that a crime?”
“No I just never would have thought to turn a closet into a library.”
“Ooh and I want like a big comfy chair to put in there so I can read.”
“How big is this closet?”
“Pretty big.”
We started shopping and things were getting checked off the list rather quickly. When we weren’t deciding on how something looked we were chatting about random topics when El decided to bring up my relationship with Zayn.
“So how are things going with Zayn?”
“Good. After my freak out over the friend situation was resolved things kind of went back to normal.”
“Have you guys had sex yet?”
“Well we were going to and then I had a minor panic attack that I’m still kind of embarrassed for and now he wants to wait.”
“What happened that you had a panic attack?”
“He started saying really sweet things and it just threw me off because no one’s ever been that nice to me and I didn’t want to screw things up with how messed up I am.”
“How would screw things up?”
“I’ve always just had sex, there’s never been feelings involved, what if I were to sleep with him and it’s just like it always has been for me but for him it’s different? What if it means more to him than it does to me?”
“Well why did you want to have sex with him in the first place?”
“I-uh…”
“Was it maybe because you love him?”
“Maybe…” I responded sheepishly, feeling like an idiot for not realizing sooner.
“So the feelings are already there, it already means something to you even though it hasn’t happened yet I think you’re fine. You have nothing to worry about.”
“Actually I have a lot to worry about.” I mumbled under my breath hoping El wouldn’t hear.
“I heard that! What else are you worrying about? ‘Cause if it’s about Zayn…”
“It’s not about Zayn.” I cut her off.
“Well then what?”
“It’s nothing, I can handle it.”
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Saving Grace
Fanfiction19 year old Elena Anderson's life was turned upside down when she was ripped from her home in New York city to live with her Dad in London, England after a suicide attempt. She's better for the most part but her snobby 14 year old sister tests her...
