Inspirational | Zm

Chapter 11

The weather here was comparatively better than it was like a few days ago , winter was apparently fading away , the nature was about to give birth to summer. I always loved summer , where nature is enlightened by pretty flowers and trees with the bright colours and shapes. Birds chirping , like us , enjoying the wonderful warm summer.

I sighed after observing all sort of things that my eyes were magnetized to. Lovely shopping malls with bright lights of diverse colours .

My eyes instantly caught this huge ground like land that was lit up brightly in its corners , lightning the mid area through it wasnt that clear in the morning. The ground had over fifty seats arranged in pairs , having rose flower chains tangled beautifully over it. The two chairs were separated by a tiny table having a few rose petals randomly spread across it. Also there were heart balloons hung all over in a cute pattern.

My eyes swiftly drove towards the entrance board to have a look at the name of this love place.

"The lover's world" it said . My enthusiasm fades away when i remember that i was no longer paired up. I was destined to be single.

I raced towards a near bakery. Its been like two hours since ive been wandering all about Carasel and my stomach was like chanting 'food , food , food'.

I parked the car on the side of the pavement and rushed inside.
I walked to the counter and ordered for a chicken burger and lemonade. He handed it to me in a tray, when i joyfully grabbed it and turned around . Zshhhh went the lemonade unexpectedly on someone's light pink t-shirt. I looked up to see a young girl having her hands in an upside down 'U' shaped position , looking down at her t-shirt in surprise. I looked up at her , who was now patting away the strains of lemonade.

"I-I Im so sorry. It wasn't on purpose . Let me get you a serviat." I apologized while turning away to face the counter , wishing that he really had one.

"No that's okay. Its just lemonade. Don't worry." Her soft voice stopped me before i asked him.

I turned back. " are you sure "

She smiled gently , "yep! " she assured , pushing back a strand of her hair behind her ear and she went to her seat. I frowned unknowingly and searched for an empty seat. Unfortunately, all seats were occupied , all but one. The seat opposite to where the girl sat. The lemonade girl.

I had no choice but to walk up to her and qget permisission.

"Um excuse me pls , mind me sitting here , infront of you. All seats are like occupied so-"

"Sure . Why not?" She interrupted.

"Thanks" i smiled at her and landed the tray on the table before sitting.

I gently started to nibble the bun , my eyes , without permission glancing at her. Why?

Her hair was brown , having different shades of brown tints that flowed down to the back of her pink long sleeved t-shirt. She had light brown eyes and her lips were perfectly pink. My eyes never failed to memorize her dimple that showed out once she noticed me staring at her.

I looked down at tge tray with shame , though i was having this unknown side smile.

We remained silent for too long , as in a minute or two , which i felt like hours had just passed by. So i decided to break it.

"Um whats your name?" I questioned , observing her reaction. She looked up immediately as she heard the first letter of my voice and looked a bit surprised. She looked cute. God ! Who am i kidding????

"Eh - I'm - I'm Annabelle. Annabelle Carsley Jackson." She replied in a shy voice.

"Sweet name. Im Zayn. J.Malik. call me Zayn." I smiled gently , not wanting to act like one of these super jerks.

"Oh! Zayn. So ? I guess you're not really American. Are you?" She questioned.

"Apparently , im not. Im English . In here for a family hunt. I was a soldier, you see." I explained.

"Oh im sorry, really" her face changed from the calm face to a crushed and frowny one.

"Oh that's okay . And you?"

"Im American. Live close to Downhill , in an apartment with my best friend , Beatrice. "

"Nice . Maybe ill visit you in some time." I pretended to be joking but trust me , it was absolutely serious.

She blushed and looked down at her empty plate.

"Sorry Zayn. I have to leave " her words , like gave this unusual pain in my heart.

"Oh no problem. Um do you come to this bakery often? " i questioned , wanting the yes to confirm.

"Oh yeah , this is my eating place , like forever. Beatrice and I hardly know to cook. Every morning or maybe lunch , youll see me hanging over this place.

Wow! Heart pain and brain failiure cured. Wait a minute , what am i just saying? ??????

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Guys this is it...ill like get a pic of the girl published in the next chapter....so stay touched..but thats based on the votes ..considering that i would continue writing..so pls do inform ur fellow ones to vote and comment on this story...love u ppl..