Never Know (1D) (editing)

Job

Hi, this one is all fix of its mess ups.

To new reads thank you so much for reading this, it really means the world to me.  

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So the photo on the side is Abbey's boss, Miss. and this was the only person I could think of that looked some what close to what I see in my head!

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~Two

"What job?"  

"The one for One Direction." she said as we pick up all the papers around the table.  

"But why?" 

"Because you young, full of life, and can handle anything; you showed me that today, you came in a mess but had everything you need with no brake downs." She spoke as if I could do no wrong. 

As I think about this, I pick up Zayn's paper. Thinking about this, working with five guys, one who already knows I'm a huge freak.  

"You get paid more, travel and everything is covered by us."  

This is amazing, a dream job. I'll just have to face him and work like I never spilt coffee on him or made a hug mess of myself or being an idiot.  

"I'll take the job, thank you so much."  

"Well, be here in the morning and we'll get you everything." 

"Thank you!" I said again taking the papers for her. 

"Can you please shut the door on your way out." She pointed to the I was now heading out. 

I still can't believe this! I didn't loss my job but got a better one! As I walk out the room I see Zayn up against the wall. He was looking at the ground. He looked up when I shut the door.  

"Abbey, right?" He said with a smile  

"Yeah." Thinking he was going to be upset about the spilled coffee.  

"I was waiting for you I wanted to say sorry but then I over heard your boss saying you got the job, so congress."  

"Thanks, don't be sorry about the coffee."  

His phone goes off, he looks at me.  

"Sorry I have to go the guys don't want to wait any long."  

"It's cool." 

"So I guess I'll see you around." 

"Yeah, I guess so." 

He starts walking off then turns around and comes back. He takes my pen, takes my notebook and writes something.  

"Don't look until I'm gone." He said. I believed I could see a little blush upon his checks.  

"Ok?" I said not knowing why. 

I head to the stairs because he took the elevator. Once I'm in the main office I opened my notebook and there was a number with the words "call me maybe" I could help but smile then it hits me I have "call me maybe" was write on my front of my notebook; along with millions of other lyrics.  

Later, I'm home, cooking up chicken. I tried to get hold of Ana but no luck. As I sit on my living room floor. I turn on the TV but I'm not really watching it. Maybe some writing will help, I think to myself. I get my notebook that has "call me maybe" written on it; open and see Zayn's number. Going back a forth in my head to make the choice to send him a text, call or even nothing.  

"Hey it's me..." no, delete that. For all I know this is a fake number. I'll put a question about work, yeah that's cool; yeah cool for a loser. I'll just sleep on it. I wake up to a pounding on my door.