Photograph // l.t ( on hold )

Chapter 3 ♡

Elisa's POV

I woke up the next morning to my alarm blaring Thinking Out Loud by Ed Sheeran. I was tired from all that happened last night to even get up, but I had to. I jumped into the shower, and stayed under the water just thinking about everything, the project in photography, meeting Zayn and literally becoming one of my closest friends in less than 24 hours, the car accident and the anguish that was going on all around us. I got out of the shower and got dressed for UNI.

I got into my car and drove to school, really not in the mood to go to class. As I was parking in the student parking, I heard a ding coming from my phone, it was a text from Zayn.

From Zayn:

Hey I'm in the bookshop, you here yet? I got you a latte from the cafeteria, you're probably tired from all that happened last night.

To: Elisa

From Elisa:

Yeah I'm getting out of my car right now, I'll meet you there. Thanks for the latte I'm deadbeat tired from everything that occurred last night.

To: Zayn.

I locked my phone and got out of my car, heading towards the bookshop. Zayn and I were just going to meet up before going to class, since we didn't talk much last night. We've become really close friends, to my surprise. I saw Zayn leaning against the wall, texting someone and as I approached him, he smiled.

"Hey you, how are you?" he asked as he gave me a friendly hug and handing me the latte.

"I'm doing better, just tired, how about you?" I asked him

"I'm good,"

"That's good, where's your first class?"

"Drawing 101 with Ms. Gombarcik, how about you?"

" Calc with McManus." I replied

"I have him 4th he's a pain in the arse, sucks that you have him don't it?"

"It really does, oh and how much do I owe you for the latte?" I asked him as I started taking out my wallet.

"Don't worry about it, my treat."

"Thanks Zayn, I'll text you later, yeah?"

"Yeah, if you see Harry and Ariana, tell them I said hi."

"Will do, see you later."

The bell rang and we headed to our classes.

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The bell rang signaling the end of the day as I headed out of photography. Mr. Fitz was saying how we need to show our true colors in our photos or something like that, I really wasn't paying attention. I got out of the building and into my car. I was going to head to the coffee shop as always, to get my coffee and say hi to Martha. I started the car and drove towards the coffee shop, it wasn't that long of a drive. As I head in, I bump into a guy, almost breaking my camera in the process.

"What the hell man," I said to the guy

"Sorry, didn't mean to bump into you." He said in a sarcastic tone.

"Excuse you?"

"Why are you still here?"

"I came in here to get a coffee and you're over here being a sarcastic asshole. "

"Sorry that my attitude doesn't please you, little Ms. Perfect."

"Forget it, I have to get going,"