Anabiya's pov.
I look around the party that I am bored at. My parents and Me were at a business party. There were around to 50 to 60 people here and I wanted to go back home and sleep.
There were men and women dressed in professional style.
I see my father coming towards me along with Two men. one looked Hot and flirty, The other one looked like the father.My father stood right infront and said "Anna, Meet Mr.Malik and Mr.Zayn Malik, My next partner" I politely smile and handshake Mr. Malik completely forgetting about the weirdly handsome boy.
"I am Anabiya, you can call me Anna" I smile and then politely make my way out of that awkward shit.
I come at the balcony of the big house or hall. I slip my phone out of my purse and much to my surprise, The battery was dead. I shriek in annoyance
"You shouldn't have ignored me, babe" The strange man says and I ignore. "I am talking to you, sugarcane" The man repeats.
I turn around and see Mr. Zayn Malik. one of his hands in the pocket, and one of it had rolled on the cigarette. His body slim snd jawline sharp that could cut an apple. I, then realised that I've been staring a lot.
"Like what you see?" He says again and I smirk replying "Not at all, I am amused that there are some assholes existing"I say and He smirks making me chopping his head in two.
"Can I get your phone?" I ask and Zayn looks at me as if I shitted myself. "Can I get your phone?!" I repeat and he rolls his eyes and takes his hand out of the pocket along with mobile. He opens the dialer and hand the phone to me. I dial Evan's number and put the phone to my ear and He doesn't pick it up. I give it back and leave the balcony.
I walk out of the building and it's cold. The paparazzi was flashing lights and when I look up. I see Zayn standing. I quit from paparazzi and sit in limousine.
The driver drives away. I just wished, I wasn't rich at least my parents would care about me, they would show me affection. The limousine stops and I knew I was home.
I open the car and step outside. I breath in and go inside as the guard opens the door. The mansion comes into my view.
It was approximately 1 am and my legs were sore due to wearing high heels. I enter the home and that's when a butler comes, I stop him from picking up my shoes. I carry myself up to my room.
I sit on the bed and lay down. I take my phone out and plug it on charger. I sigh and get up from the bed. I hear a knock on the door, the maid comes in and hands me a phone. She mouths me Mrs.Franklin. I roll my eyes and put it on my ear.
"Honey, you went home?" she asks and I say "Yes".
She hums and replies "Stay awake, honey. I hang up and hand the phone to the maid.
She goes out of my room. I turn on TV. I watch Friends. Episode :#Idontknowtheepisode.I walk to bathroom and brush my teeth, shower and wear some sweatshirt and pajama. I cover myself up and tug myself into bed.
I think about the guy, I assume his name was Zayn, Zain, Zayn whatever. He was a complete asshole. I mean If someone ignores you, it means that the person doesn't like you but for some reason, He was handsome and attractive, his eyes were so mesmerizing and hypnotizing. I shouldn't call him an asshole but a handsome asshole and that's the reason why he is so cocky.
I felt my mom coming so I pretend to sleep. The door opens as I hear. "I know you are not sleeping, honey" She says but I do not open my eyes. "You're eyes are vibrating, Anabiya" I open my eyes and my mother was smiling and I smile back.
"Come down, we have to talk to you" I nod at her and she leaves.
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