Chapter 15.

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Just because it won't come easily

doesn't mean we shouldn't try...

The door to Zayn's room was about to open when I heard a loud thud to my side

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The door to Zayn's room was about to open when I heard a loud thud to my side. A blonde guy with lots of bags in his hands was trying to make his way to his room. But he dropped some of them on the floor. The door to Zayn's room opened completely just when I moved to help the poor guy.

From what I could gather from my peripheral vision, Zayn hadn't yet removed his make up. I flashed the blonde guy a smile as I bent down to pick up his bags. His room was right across from ours.

"Would you please open the door for me?", he questioned, looking as though he was really bothering me by asking me a favor as he handed me the keys. "Not a problem", I replied, his green eyes and sharp jawline earning my attention. I snapped out of it as I took his keys and unlocked his door, opening it wide for him to enter.

"Thank you", he said gratefully. "You're welcome", I replied as I started moving away.

Zayn was standing in the doorway watching us conversing with his skeptical eyes.

" I assume you're Indian", the blonde guy guessed as he emerged out of his room, this time the weight in his hands was gone. I grinned as I turned around, "Yes! And you seem British?" He chuckled while nodding.
"I'm Noah", he introduced extending his hand for me to shake. I did the same and shook his hand.

" Hope you're enjoying London?"

"Yes, it's quite beautiful." His eyes glowed with a little pride at my comment.

"Glad to know. Are you here alone?", he asked.

I shook my head," No, I'm here with my best friend", I heard a cough from behind and thought Zayn got offended that I didn't mention him. So I added further, " and a far far far away relative." His coughing only increased making me cringe internally.

Noah's eyes traveled behind me to look at Zayn as he greeted him, " Hello, sir." I turned a little to look at Zayn, only to see him giving a mean smile to Noah and a nod. What was his problem?

"You got a lot of stuff there", I commented, eyeing the bags from before through the half-open door of his room. He chuckled as he shook his head, " They belong to my boss. I've to take them to him." I nodded.

"If you want I can show you all three around London if you're comfortable that is." I grinned at him, "Of cou-"

"Sarah, dear, would you mind giving me my medicines? I seem to have forgotten about their placement." I turned around giving Zayn a what-the-fuck-are-you-talking-about look. His cough only increased in intensity. I rolled my eyes as I turned back to look at Noah.

"I have to go. It was nice meeting you."

He smiled. "Have a good night." I muttered 'you too' and walked back to Zayn's room giving him a stink eye. He only smiled with triumph. He shut the door behind us and I turned around, my hands on my hips as I stared at him, "Was that necessary?"

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