The Marrying of ZIM

Extras.

FATIMA's POV.

My knees were starting to hurt from being bent for so long. This model was extremely difficult to work with and all I could think about was how easy it was to work with Zim. I narrowed my eyes at the woman that I had just set for the fifth time, in a different position than the one I had placed her in.

"Guys.. take 5." I sighed.

Tanya walked up to me and handed me a cup of coffee, she worked with this magazine company and that's how we met the first time. Honestly, I'm not feeling her much but she's a good distraction from constantly thinking about Zim. After she had moved out I would sneak into her room late at night to sleep in her bed, I had missed her so much that my tears would come without consent but I knew she didn't feel the same way about me and I knew there couldn't be an us, other than friendship, because of Kwashie.

I actually liked them together because they were both bat shit crazy and seemed to balance each other out. Zim and I wouldn't work out because I didn't have the ups and downs in me to keep her on her toes, she even seemed a bit bored when Kwashie wasn't out being mischievous; she loved being miserable and it was obvious. I laughed out and shook my head looking down into the coffee cup at the light brown liquid.

"Share the joke." Tanya said.

"It's nothing." I smiled.

"Damn.. I don't deserve to laugh too?" She joked.

"Then go find something funny to laugh about." I hissed my teeth at her.

Tanya rolled her eyes and walked away. She always thought I was too uptight but that wasn't the problem, the problem was that I didn't like her as much as she thought I did and six months was a long time to be pretending. I decided to step outside for some fresh air with my coffee in hand just holding onto it for the warmth, she always made it too sweet and I hated it. Zim knew how to make my coffee just the way I liked it and with extra love. I pulled out a cigarette and held it between my lips searching for my lighter. I cursed under my breath when I realized I left it in my jacket on the inside, I saw a dude walking by and I called out to him.

"Yo! You got a light?" The person turned around and my eyes widened when I realized that it was a female.

"Yeah..." she dug into her shoulder bag and took out a lighter walking up to me.

"Uhh thanks." I nervously chuckled.

I lit the cigarette in silence as she watched me do so, I felt extremely self conscious under her gaze and I wondered why she had to make this awkward. I handed back the lighter to her with a thankful smile.

"Kashima.." She said.

"Huh?" I lifted my nose.

"My name is Kashima but you can call me Kash." She explained.

"Hi Kash, my name is Fatima." I extended my hand for a hand shake.

"Nice to meet you, Fatima." She shook my hand with a chuckle.

"You work around here?" She asked me.

"Yeah, I'm working on a project in there." I pointed back to the building I came from.

"You're a model?" She looked at me with curious eyes.

"Uhh.. n-no.. I'm the photographer." I stuttered.

"You'd make a great model, though." Her eyes moved from my face and slowly ventured down my body with a sly smile on her face.

"We should be friends." She returned her gaze to my face.

"Why?" I was curious about this stranger.

"Our names are similar." She said.

"That's the only reason why?" I raised my eyebrow.