Chapter four

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I came home and my head was aching badly as if I knife were slicing through it. I rummaged through the kitchen in search of some relief tablet I could take but to my unfortunate dismay there wasn't one drug in this crammed apartment. And Faith was no where in sight to prove me wrong.

So with my excruciating head ache I ordered take out and took a shower.

I snuggled up on the worn out couch we had and put on Netflix.

I was so into this documentary on a serial killer, that the moment Faith barged into our dimly lit apartment my heart dropped and a scream higher than Mount Everest erupted from me.

Gasping for air I wildly looked to Faith who herself was confused and scared at what just happened.

"Jesus fucking Christ Zara you scared the shit out of me" faith said out of breath.

"Well well look what the cat dragged in" I replied ignoring how she nearly caused me a heat attack.

As I looked at her she looked like she came from a fresh fuck, her hair was in all sorts of ways and she had that fucked glow.

"Hey what did I do?, before you yell, scold or shout at me I was with a friend and we lost track of time that's why I came so late and my hairs messed up because it raining outside and you know what rain does to my hair."

"Hmmm who was this friend? And aren't you gonna ask me how my interview went? How I met tom holland? How he only considered hiring me for my pretty face?"

"HOLD UP HOLD UP! YOU MET THE TOM HOLLAND OMGGGG AND WHAT DID THAT MAN DO ILL WHOOP HIS HOT ASS."

I rolled my eyes and scoffed.

"yep I met him he needs a new secretary and since he doesn't have many options and I'm pretty he's choosing me so"

"Aww boo I know you aren't fond of this job but think about it you'll be getting paid a fair lot and not to mention the Tom holland called you pretty, think about it." Faith said tapping her head.

"ok enough about me, missy" I said while poking her shoulder.

"Where have you been these last couple of days always sneaking off coming home late? Hmm tell me."

"Um well I met this guy and he's rlly sweet and stuff his name is Jared"

" OOOOOOOOO JAREEEEDDD and now was this Jared your so call 'Uber driver from the other night?"  I said in a teasing voice. She just nodded and we talked about him for hrs
On end and also about tom.

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Me and faith decided to go shopping since I have no working clothes and just casual clothes.

When we moved I sold the majority of my clothes because i was short on money and I had a lot of clothes that I made, I used to make dresses for the drama department in high school since I was good at sewing.

Anyway I just figured when I move here and get a job I'll buy some but since I need clothes for the job I'm kinda screwed with money.

"What bout this top it's a little showy for work but you can give tom a little show" she said winking and holding up a bralette with a suit jacket.

"Yep Totally" I said while putting it back on the rack.

A deep voiced chuckle came behind me and my heart fucking stopped out of all places why does he have to be here.  He probably heard me as well oh goooodddd. I turned around and came in contact with a smirking tom in a a grey tshirt and jeans.

"Hello Zara, what a coincidence seeing you here"

"Um y-yeah I was just um my friend she was just joking a-and I was joking as well" I sound like a stuttering idiot. I nudged faith and her eyes shot up and her jaw dropped.

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