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"How was it?" Ella, my roommate and my only friend in London beamed at me as she pushed a loose strand of her pink hair behind her ear.

I remember her telling me that she was naturally a blonde, but she dyed her hair pink and that look which I definitely would refrain from having, kind of enhanced her features.

"It was good." I gave her a lopsided smile and swung the car door open, climbing into the vehicle whilst throwing my purse to the back seat. I fastened my seat belt and sighed, I didn't have a car yet so I had to call her to pick me up after the interview.

Ella and I had been sharing our flat for almost a week but in this little time we clicked on very well together. Both of us couldn't afford the flat as it was way too expensive so after meeting each other just to make sure if we were both okay with having each other as roommates and taking in the fact we had much in common except her extravagant and trendy choices not to mention she was a bit messy too, we decided to share a flat and divided the rent into two.

She was an aspiring model and as her photoshoot was over today before time, she managed to pick me up but I definitely couldn't bug her all the time.

I really need to get a car as soon as possible, maybe I could try looking for one tomorrow.

"What did they ask?" She asked while tapping her fingers on the steering wheel as she drove the car smoothly on the clear road with apparently, no traffic.

"He took it personally and there wasn't much he asked." I said, the details of how I embarrassed myself infront of him flashed through my mind and I shrugged in my seat.

"He as in?" She raised an eyebrow at me in confusion.

"The CEO," I said reluctantly while not making an eye contact. After that she didn't question me further about the interview and I was glad that she didn't.

An eloquent silence took over and we only had a little chitchat about her recent photoshoot and how she could be signing a contract or something through some agent and can be doing some TV Commercials. Woah.

I was just looking outside the window as I noticed her curving the car to the parking lot. Finally, the car was parked and I climbed out of the vehicle, retrieving my purse from the back seat as Ella locked the it.

We walked through the hallway and got into the elevator. The ride from the elevator was quiet as Ella probably was busy doing something on her phone and soon we were sitting comfortably in our cosy flat.

After changing my clothes, I padded to the kitchen to make myself something to eat and ended up over thinking.

I had made a really bad impression today and probably embarrassed myself. I had been told that I'd get a call this evening itself if I was considered capable enough of doing the job I had applied for.

I didn't know if I'd make it and all my mind could focus was on the fact that I just messed everything up. My insecurity was having the best of me. I put the bread in the toaster and patiently waited for it to pop up as I continued with my over thinking.

I remember when I gave him my description of what I imagined my boss to be. My boss was sitting right next to me and I was going on with my madcap behaviour but he seemed really calmed during the interview, but yet again no one knows about what's going on in one's head.

I sighed again as I heard a beep from the toaster. I placed the two slices of toast on a plate and then put some butter on it and walked back to the living room. Ella wasn't in the room anymore so I assumed that she must be preoccupied with her phone as I could her some blabbering from her room. I placed the plate on the centre table and plopped on the couch.

I surfed through many channels and decided to watch a reality show instead. It's not that I was able to concentrate. I wish they'd call me right now so that this moment of anxiety would finally be over. And if they say no, it definitely would lower down my self confidence because this would be kind of my first major failure or rejection in life.

I pushed my thoughts aside, not wanting to think about it anymore as I chewed on my food. But as it is said, if you push it far away it'll come back to you and with that Zayn Malik invaded my thoughts.

He was right when he said that my boss could be a really hot man in his twenties too and the way his breathe fanned my ear. It sent heat waves through my body, I don't understand why he had such an effect on me and in such a little time. May be because my social anxiety kept me away from humans, especially from the ones who belonged to the other sex. I was just a socially awkward human being who felt awkward around other human beings, but he was something out of the ordinary. Some sort of a mess I'd love to untangle. Although thinking this way about an utter stranger was so immoral but it felt absolutely moral to me.

Perhaps, You need to get an appointment fixed with a psychiatrist. My sarcastic self scoffed at me.

"Why are you even blushing?" Ella broke my trance and raised an eyebrow at me. She must've got off her phone.

"Nothing," I let out an awkward laughter and looked down at my hands biting my bottom lip. How long has she been watching me blushing like an idiot? I hope not for too long.

"Okay, nevermind. I need to go now and would be here late so don't wait for me." I nodded as she paced out of door after taking her purse and car keys.

I made myself more comfortable on the couch and returned my gaze to the television. Two people were having an argument, a thing which is very common these days in reality shows.

I skipped through many channels but none of them helped me get my mind off things. I finally switched it off and walked to the balcony, it was small but yet peaceful.

It gave a clear view of a park where I could see few children playing something I couldn't notice because of the height. I leaned on the railing as I saw the sun slowly disappearing into the never ending sky. A cool breeze engulfed me as I wrapped my arms around my body and paced back into the living room.

I took a seat on the couch and checked my phone. Not even a single call. It's so late now and I didn't get the call yet, it was making me anxious. I decided to call my mother but it went on voicemail. I sighed, she might be busy with her work. She told me that she was having a really hectic schedule these days. After we moved on leaving him alone, she had always worked hard to give me a better living and had provided me whatever I needed.

Although leaving her behind alone in Chicago was definitely really hard for me but I had to. I didn't want her to work day and night for me anymore, she deserved all the happiness that had been lacking from her life lately. But here I was still insecure about me able to do anything for her. What if it's a no? I closed my eyes and decided to not bother about it much, it'll cause nothing but distress.

I reluctantly stood up from the couch and walked to my room. I turned the heat on and made myself comfortable on my bed as I wrapped the duvet around me. I checked my phone again, the watch displayed 7 pm. I sighed and what felt like a little eternity unconsciousness known as sleep enveloped me in.

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A/N:

I'M SO EXCITED FOR THE NEW ALBUM

Idk what will be the name, though.

They better keep a name that would help us continue our story ;)

And thanks for allllllll the votes and comments and one more request: please comment more :(

I actually need to know your views about the fanfic.

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