The Intern

Chapter 4

After that night with Zayn, I haven't seen him in a week, like he said. He left a note saying he had to leave earlier because they called him and he left money so I could take a cab. I really didn't explore his house when I was alone there cause I'm not the type to sneak, but I had the urge to go his art room again. I opened the door and the smell of paint filled me. I walked in and seated on the brown couch just admiring the room. He is such a good artist and I feel so good when I'm with him, but I know that he is sending mixed signals and I don't know what to do anymore.

"Jessie?" I heard Mrs. Dora's voice.

"Yes ma'am?"

I looked at the door and I see right next to my boss this tall, skinny boy. His green eyes were staring at me. He had his curly brown hair pushed back and a huge grin on his face. I smiled due to another fucking greek God. What's up with this agency and all this good looking boys?

"This is Harry, he is the new intern. I thought that maybe you wouldn't mind sharing your desk with him, since we don't have more available and he really needs the internship" My boss said. Harry and I were still looking at each other.

"Sure, there's a lot of space in here" I smiled.

They walked over to me and Mrs. Dora went to get and extra chair.

"Hey, I'm Harry, it's really nice to meet you" His voice was really deep and he had this remarkable british accent. 

"Hi, i'm Jessie. Welcome here and welcome to my agency and welcome to my desk" I smiled.

He smiled back and my boss returned with the chair where Harry sat down. My boss gave him to do the same thing she gave me the first day and i got lost in him. His perfect arms were tattooed with random things but they fit him perfectly. His focused face is just adorable.

"Why are you staring?" His voce sounded even more deeper, but sweet.

"I like your tattoos"

"Just my tattoos?" He looked at me.

No, your asshole is adorable too, you sneeky bastard.

"Yes" I said.

"I like your face" He said and I blushed. I smiled and got back to work.

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"Hey, do you want to grab lunch?" Harry asked me when I got out.

I remembered Zayn. He didn't returned my calls or my messages. I just guess that he's really busy. I miss him.

"Yes, sure" I smiled.

We went to the little coffe that I usually go with Zayn. Wow, he clearly doesn't leave my head. We ordered and Harry started to talk.

"How long have you been at the agency?"

"Today is the last day of the third week"

"Wow, you must be a pro now" He let out a laugh, laughing at what he just said.

"Not funny and not true. The hard work is all done by our co-workers and there's nothing for me to do, now, for us to do"

"No problem, with a partner like you I will always be amused"

I laughed and we continued to talk until a familiar voice interrupted us.

"Jessie?"

I looked and saw him in an awful state. His lower lip was cutted and he had bruises on his face and arms. The cut was healing but, what the fuck? 

"Zayn, what happened to you?" I asked him, getting up from the chair.

"It doesn't matter. Who is he?" He replied looking at Harry, wich was very confused.

"He's Harry, the new intern in my agency"

"Why is he lunching with you? That's our thing" I noticed In his voice that he was hurt.

"Can I please talk to you outside?"

I started to push him outside and all of the eyes were on us, including Harry's. I apologized him with my eyes and he nodded, meaning he understood.

"What the fuck Is going on? What happened to you?" I contained my voice.

"It's not of your bussines and why the fuck are you having lunch with him?" He sounded angry.

"Cause he asked me and you weren't here and I was missing you like hell" I let it out.

"You missed me?"

"Yeah Zayn, can't you see? You have the ability to push me to you like no other person. I have this feelings for you inside me that i can't explain and I can't contain them"

He ran a hand through his hair. He was nervous. He is trying to say something and I know it.

"Why did you whispered "I can't" when we almost kissed?" I asked him.

"Because I don't want to bring you to the mess that my life is. If I actually fall in love with you, I would drag you to all of the shit that i do and I'm really fucked up Jessie"

"I don't care, Zayn. My life's a mess too and I will always be here for you. For once in my life I actually care really much about someone and that someone cares about me too. Stop pushing me away, I'm here to help you."

He was left speachless. I could see that he is really fucked up and I want to fix him. I hugged him really tight and I could sence his perfume.

"i will try to fix you, I promise" I said.

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I was lying in my bed just resting. It was a big day today and all I could think about was Zayn. After that, he left and I joined Harry again. I apologized again and he made me a bunch of questions. I just replied as simply and I could not giving anything away.

I've heard noises from my brother's room and I decided to go check it out.

"No Chris, we have no money and I don't know what to do with my life! I want to see you and your sister happy but I can't even afford bread for you to eat" My mom was yelling at my brother.

"I know mom, but I just can't get a job!"

"You can, you just have that bitch that you call "girlfriend" ruinning your life!"

"Do whatever you want, I'm done with this situation!"

My mom yelled and passed through me, crying. I would go and comfort her but i'm done with all of this too.

I ran to my room and locked myself there. I lied on my bed, crying. I'm so tired of seeing my family arguing about not having money and of everything. I nedded someone to talk so I dialed a number on my phone.

"Yes?" He said.

"Zayn, I..." I started saying but burst into tears again.

"Where are you? He asked.

"I'm at home"

"Stay where you are, I'm coming."

A knock at my door window made me jump of my bed. I saw a male figure and I just knew it was Zayn. I opened the window and let him in. As soon as he was in my room he hugged me really tight and I cried even harder. After a while, we both sat down in my bed and I was calmer.

"What happened?" He asked.

"My mom and my brother fought again cause there's no money and my brother can't find a job. We're broke and i can't do nothing to help my mom."

"Calm down, I will help your family."

"No Zayn, It's not up to you, we have to figure this out as a family" I said.

"And you are my family, so I will help you. I just want to see you happy"

He lied himself and I did the same, putting my head in his chest while he pets my hair.

"You said that you have this feeling for me that you can't explain. Well, i feel the same about you and I will never leave you. We need to fix each other."