chapter 2

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  • Dedicated to One Direction
                                    

The way he was staring at me made me feel so uncomfortable, so I tried to ignore it. When I opened my locker door, a letter fell.

*the letter*

it’s Zayn,

Can we meet later at Starbucks? I have something important to tell you.

 That one short note. I walked towards him and asked why he wanted to meet me. He didn’t answer my question, instead he said “take down my number” I was quite confused, but I took my phone out and dialed the numbers as he told. “7 o’clock, Starbucks” he reminded me.

 I finished my first day at school with a few homeworks to do. As soon as i reached home, i went to the study room at the second floor. I started with literature where i had to write a summary based on an article given my the mentor.I continued doing maths and lastly i did art. I was painting with acrylic paint and my phone rang, so i had to put down my brush and set the paint to dry first. I sat on one of the custom chair in the study room and slided across my phone screen to answer the call. It was Zayn.

*conversation* 

me     : hello?

Zayn  : Gissell , its Zayn.

me     : oh,hey. *i said as i pretended to not know who it was*

Zayn  : do you need me to pick you up? i mean, to go to Starbucks?

me     : oh..no it's okay, my driver would bring me there. Where did you get my phone number?

Zayn  : okay. so be there. 7 o'clock.

me     : but where did you get-

Zayn didn't let me finish, he cut the line.

*end of convo*

It was already five o'clock, so i left my painting and called up a maid to clean the room. I walked up another flight of stairs to get to my room, and went to take a shower as soon as i was upstairs. I got dressed and was ready to go,but i had to look at the mirror once more. I wore a pair of jeans and a purple tank top ,over the tank top i wore a long cardigan which matched my knee high boots. I picked a simple baggy handbag from my collection of bags and dropped my wallet and phone inside. I went downstairs, greeted my parents and went to my driver. "Where would you like to go today Miss Gissell?" my polite driver asked "Starbucks, Fabian." i replied, oh, did i mention? his name is Fabian.

I got down and saw Zayn wearing a red jacket with a white t-shirt inside. I'm not gonna lie, he actually looks quite charming. 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Its time for me to go to bed now, i'll continue tommorow. Thanks for supporting me :) xo

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