Lust (Zayn Malik Fanfic)

Chapter 1

I moaned as the sun's bright rays hit against my face. I'd wondered how long had i been sleeping that I didn't hear my alarm go off. I yawned and managed to fully open my eyes now. l love my internship but its not fun having to wake up at 7:00am. I stretched my arms and legs out before I got ready to go work. I was now running 10 minutes late and I would hate to see my mentor in a bad mood. To add on its like rush hour in the city of Bradford. I opened my closet and snatched the first shirt and jeans I saw. I rapidly put them on and made my way to the bathroom. I grabbed my eyeliner and smudged a line over my lids, god I'm so horrible at that. I put on my mascara and some blush. I hear my phone vibrate in the counter, which I already know is either my mom or my mentor. I finish my look by tying my hair up in a high ponytail. I run back into the room and grab my phone from the counter. I slightly look at the call as I look for my shoes, its my mentor.

"Fuck!" Now i will definitely never get the job.

I don't have time to eat breakfast so I grab a banana and close the door to my apartment.

I take the steps down the stairs and make my way to my car.

I dial my mentor John to let him know I will be late. I'll just make up a lie that I couldn't find my keys.

"Goodmorning Isabelle"

He sounds happy this early in the morning.

"Hey John, Sorry I didn't pick up I was looking for my-"

"Its ok. I was just calling to let you know we were meeting at 9:00 instead of our normal time"

I look at the time and its 7:40.

" Is everything fine?"

"Yes, thanks for asking. I just need to meet up with someone first before I meet with you. Sorry I didn't let you know yesterday, I just got told today"

Well atleast now I will have time to eat breakfast.

"Its ok. Thanks for letting me know. I will see you then at 9:00 John"

"Lovely. See you then"

I hang up and wait for my car to heat a little more before I leave.

"Strange. What if he's thinking of hiring someone else. Great. Maybe im not good at photography after all. All the models ive taken pictures of love me, but maybe its not enough to impress John."

I drive out of the parking and make my way to my favorite coffee shop.

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"Goodmorning Isa!!"

"Hey B! How are you?" I open my bag and take the change I have to pay.

"Doing good. How's your internship going?"

"Excellent!! I loveee it! Since the moment I came out of Uni I already knew this was my destiny"

Bailey was the first person I became close friends since I moved to England. She works as the Barista here and helped me get my internship at the company.

"Well girl goodluck! Let me know if you need anything" She hands me my coffee and a muffin.

"Thanks B! I'll see you around" I grab some napkins and walk towards the door. As I open the door, I bump into a tall, young, good-looking man. The perfect colour of caramel just sets off his jet-black quiff.

"Oh my god, I'm soo Sorry" I say. Luckily I didn't spill my drink on his elegant suit.

He doesn't say anything, instead he has a fixed stubborn expression.