Chapter 28

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Zayn's POV:

' Today's show has to be the best of all our shows, I have put a lot of money and power into this. Make sure everything is perfectly arranged.' I said to James, my personal assistant.
I walked out of my office towards the elevator. Today is a big day, today I'm launching the biggest women wedding dress collection of my brand 'Aliyah'.

It has been three years since I've moved out of Bradford to Los Angeles. It has also been three years of being the youngest business tycoon of the fashion industry. Lastly, it has been three years of being alone, without her. I don't think there is anything in this world that can possibly hurt me or break me the way her death has hurt me - and honestly nothing affects me anymore, I have become heartless and selfish, because I lost her only when I made her mine.

Speaking of the past, I don't have any contact with the boys or Amira. That night when Aliyah got into that accident and passed away, I had called Amira since Aliyah was her cousin, but I was shocked when she didn't care at all and told me to do whatever I want to do with Aliyah, since she has no family. Now you see why I've become heartless?

Throughout these years, all of them back and forth tried to associate themselves with me for the benefits of my name but I didn't let them. They didn't care about my Aliyah, I don't give a shit about them.

My thoughts came to an end when my driver stopped the car in front of the venue where I'm launching my brand's collection; it's going to be a huge fashion show. This has to be perfect, I thought to myself.
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Ayesha's POV:
Today is the worst day of my life. I've been stuck in traffic for the past two hours, and I'm getting late for my dress delivery. Yes, today Malik enterprise is launching their new women wedding dress collection. Just a few hours ago, they had called me in to fix a small malfunction in one of the model's dress. I took it back to my shop so I could fix it, but guess what, LA traffic hasn't allowed me to move an inch since I've left my shop to deliver the dress back. It's a pain in the ass, and I'm probably very late.

'You're getting fired today Ayesha.'
I whispered to my self as the traffic finally allowed me to move.
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20 minutes later...

Finally after wasting twenty more minutes in that hideous traffic, I've reached my destination. It's a huge mansion like place; absolutely beautiful. I made my way inside carrying the dress gently since I can't afford to pay for any damages, this dress is probably worth more than half of my salary.

Once I reached the make up room, there were models everywhere. Some were fixing their hair while others were getting final touch ups on their make up. They're all so pretty. I can only wish to have a body like them.

I've been scanning the room for the past 5 minutes but I see no signs of the manager who had handed me the dress.
As I was about to go towards the next room, someone tapped me on my shoulder.
' Oh my god, where have you been? Don't you know it's getting late, hurry up get changed, it's you're time to show up on the ramp. I swear these models have no time management, hurry up!'
The make up artist was barking in my face, who the hell does he think he is?
' excuse me, I think you're mistaken, I'm not a model, I'm jus--'
The make up artist cut me off and pushed me into the changing room with the dress. On my left was a middle aged women who started undressing me.
' hey hey! Stop it, don't touch me!'
I tried to push her way but somehow she forced me into wearing that dress.

What the hell is happening!?

In a few seconds she got me out of that changing room in front of a full length mirror. It took me a while to realize that it's me in that dress, I mean it's so beautiful, I can't believe that I'm wearing it.
I was busy staring at myself in the mirror when someone pulled me back to the make up room, and took a brush of I don't know what on earth and put it on my face. Right after that, he took an eyeliner and mascara and probably did my eyes, and lastly since I already had a subtle amount of make up on my face from earlier, he took a nude shade of lipstick and applied it to my lips.

I still don't understand why they think I'm the model, I don't even have the shape for that.
' Listen, I've been begging you to let me go, I swear I'm not the model!'
I was about to explain the rest, when some guy walked in the room with a list of models on a piece of paper.
' You're next, c'mon.' In no time he had dragged me towards the ramp and guess what, now I'm standing in front of so many people who are probably waiting for me to move. Three models that were standing by my side had already started walking so I was left alone.
My legs started to shake, and tears were streaming down my face. I don't know what to do, this is not what I came here for. I could see everybody's facial expressions changing, it's like in a second or two they are gonna start throwing things at me.

When the models that had starting walking, made their way back to me, they took hold of my arms and tried to drag me with them.
' please keep walking, what is wrong with you?' The girl on my right whispered to me.

They dragged me to the front, trying to look as elegant as possible, although I know the walk has been messed up. As soon as we got the front, they left me and walked back, leaving me all alone.

What am I supposed to do?

I was crying hard now, I've ruined the entire show, and people are probably making fun of me. Why did it have to be me? I scanned the crowd, hoping that someone would help me out, and as soon as I looked to my right, I saw a pair of hazel eyes, who were looking right back at me. He looked like someone who's in his 20s, but his dark attire and heavy facial hair makes him look way too intimidating for his age. Those eyes were boring holes in mine. I could see anger in them.

I couldn't stand here anymore, I have to leave before things get worse. By now people had started chattering and laughing.
I took no time to turn, but tough luck...
'AAHHH'
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Hey guys! Here's the new update. Things are completely going to change from now on.
I hope you guys like the new twist. By the way I imagine Ayesha as lily Collins.

What do you think is going to happen to Ayesha?

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