Destined Together (ON HOLD)

Chapter 1

Aisla's POV

Another day but it will be the same. Same place to go to. Same work to do. Same things to do.

SAME.

i sighed, still laying on my bed. every morning i contemplate upon going to work. Dont get me wrong, i love my job. it is who i am. it is what i have earned.

"okay i am gonna leave the bed at the count of three.... one...two...three" somehow i managed to at least sit up, rubbing my face with my hands. i got out of the bed, still drowsy and cranky. all i can think about, right now is COFFEE.

After having a shower and getting dressed, i headed towards the kitchen. poured some milk and cereal in a bowl and started stuffing my face with it. my daily routine is to call my parents every morning.

"hey mom" i greeted my mother on the other side. my parents live in Seattle and i am here in Los Angeles.

"hi baby. how are you?"

"good. i am just about to leave for work. how are you and how is dad?"

"we are fine, just" she paused and continued" when are you coming home and do you have a boyfriend-" and there she giving me her classic lecture "Get A Boyfriend"

i groaned, "mom ! mom i gotta leave. i am late for work. bye i love you and dad. bye" i hung up cutting her off.

i hate everyone, but once i have coffee. the world seems full of life again.

I grabbed my bag and headed for to work. i work as a designer at Dior.

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on my way to the work, i stop at a coffee shop to grab my usual.But today i don't think it will be possible. i am stuck in traffic and today i think i am gonna miss my coffee.

ten minutes have past, and i still in the car. i released a frustrated sigh. I put on some song s on the radio, singing along to them. i felt someone staring at me. looking to my left i saw a man. not just a man, a hot one that too.

i raised my eyebrow and he just shook his head smirking.

"jerk" i muttered under my breath.

A hot stranger. who i am never gonna see again. i shook my head at the thought of it. looking at time i knew i was late. But instead of heading to work i headed towards the coffee shop.

ordering my usual, i saw the same stranger again. he looks even more hot upfront.

i didn't realize i was staring until the stranger smirked at me. i quickly snapped out of thoughts, collecting order i rushed out before i made a fool myself.

"hey! Lady in blue, hey" hearing a voice i turned around to see the same hot stranger. is he talking to me?

"hi" he said coming up to me.

"hi" i said confused,

"do i know you?" i asked him and he just smirked and shook his head negatively.

"but i'd like to." i raised my eyebrow at him. smooth, real smooth. this ain't gonna work on me.

"Aron Hugo" he introduced himself and taking my free hand he placed a small kiss at the back of my palm. Blushing, he handed a piece of paper to me "call me, Aisla".

Me ? i just stood there dumbfounded, still thinking what just happened?

snapping out of my revere, i called out to him" how do you know my name?", he pointed at my cup and walked away. looking back up i see him gone.

i am going to say this again, WHAT JUST HAPPENED ? 

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After reaching my studio, i started working on my designs. I have a new fashion show coming up, and it is my first one. I am very excited but nervous as well.  

Pins, everywhere. i am holding them in my hand, some between my teeth, while i try to fix the dress. being a designer is not easy, but i like challenges. 

i hope dress turns out as the design. the other designers say that my designs are too unrealistic to be made into actual  dresses, and here i am prove them wrong. 

At least trying hard enough to prove to prove them wrong.

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I left for lunch a bit later than i usual, ordering  myself a sandwich. While I was waiting for my food to arrive, my phone started ringing , informing me that my father is calling me.

Greetings exchanged, small talks made. All of that done but with a little something in his voice which I couldn't seem catch. Was it hesitation?

"I need to ask you something, child" my dad spoke through the other side.

"sure go ahead"

"are you seeing someone right now?" okay this was weird, because my father did not usually talk about my relationship status. Still not sure of what he trying to say I said no.

"okay" he paused, and paused for a long time. It felt like he was trying to ask me something, but could not find words to do so. So I did the honors to initiate it.

"cut to the chase dad, you don't ask about my relationships. Ever." He took a deep breath there and I took a bite of sandwich here.

"you are getting married". I rolled my eyes, first mom and then dad.

"yep and I am going to mars too." I replied sarcastically

"I am not joking aisla, you are old enough to get married."

"we have been over this dad. NO. I don't want to get married".

My father let out a deep sigh and continued " I am not getting older, and my only wish is to see my girls with their own families. I am giving you six months to think about it Aisla. And I expect a positive answer at the end of these six months." And he hung up.

I just kept staring at the phone. I was angry, no scratch that I was furious. My family very well knows that, with all that going on my professional life, I simply cant afford to be in relationship.

Relationships are work. And I am a lazy ass person.

I don't know what to do, but I did know sitting here and staring at my phone would do me no good. I need to think to get out of this, and think about it fast.

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