Accidentally in Love // z.m

Four

I was dead tired when my alarm went off the morning after the concert. You know that tired where your eyes feel really dry and going back to sleep is all you have ever wanted. That kind of tired. It was Friday morning so I only had to get through one more day before I could sleep the entire weekend. I dragged myself to work that morning and by the time I got there I had already drunken 3 cups of coffee. "I feel like shit." I said with fake enthusiasm as I walked into my office. Me and India shared a really large office together, her desk was at one end and mine directly opposite. There was a huge glass window opposite the entrance/ between India's desk and mine with a view of London.

"Ugh same." India said almost falling asleep at her desk.

"Alright lets get shit done so we can get out of here. I opened up my planner and called Rachel in, our assistant. "Rachel can you please bring me the list Grace left us and also get Mark on the phone and tell him the shoe designs we spoke of are... actually just get him on the phone, i'll speak to him." I said. Yes I was the Miranda, she was the Emily. "Ooh and can you get me a vanilla latte?" India added.

"Make that two please Rachel." I smiled at her but I could tell she hated my guts. She handed me the list of things Grace wanted us to do and left. The list was filled with bullshit that I would put off for as long as possible but paper clipped to it was the card Janet from One Direction's management had given us. "Hey are we going to call this Janet lady?" I asked India who was definitely half asleep.

"Who?"

"The short woman, from 1D?"

"Ohh. Um she seemed annoying."

"I know right. 'I have a proposal' like no, I don't want to marry you." I mimicked her annoying nasally voice when I quoted her and India laughed. "Grace wants us to. She circled the number and wrote 'big deal, call most?... Mast? Must? Must! Call must!'"I said excited that I decoded her really slant script.

"'Big deal, call must?' What the hell does that even mean?" India asked, slumping in her chair.

"Who cares. This is an opportunity to see 1D. And maybe get someedat D."

"You just said that out loud Saz."

"Yeah. Hey has Niall called yah?"

"It's been one night."

"Oh yeah we met them yesterday." 

"Anyway. I kinda don't want to associate them with work. Whatever this proposal is, I'm sure it has something to do with our work and theirs and I just don't want to go there."

"What? What do you mean, if you and Niall become a thing wouldn't working with him be great!?"

"Yeah but if it doesn't it will just be awkward."

"That is true but they are One Direction! This would be big money!"

"We don't even know what it is yet. Look lets give her a call and see what she wants. But not until our coffee gets here, I'll need something to distract me from her annoying voice ugh."

"Alright cool." Grace attached a schedule for New York which was in 2 weeks now. As I was going through it I noticed India fell asleep again. I threw a pen at her but my aim is really shit so completely missed and hit her lamp which fell and hit her head. Woops. She miraculously didn't wake up. "OI INDIA GET THE HELL UP I AIN'T DOIN' ALL THE WORK, HEY RACHEL'S HERE I'LL DRINK YOUR COFFEE,"

"NO I WANT MY COFFEE!" She abruptly awoke screaming at me and the lamp fell to the floor. She looked at it with a really confused face and then leaned over her desk to look down the hall. "Rachel's not here you lied!" She said sitting back down and folding her arms.