Thread of Fate

Chapter 8(Zoye)

"Zain stop"

"Zain listen to me."

"Wait stop" I stand in front of him blocking his way.

"This is why I was not telling you."

"Zoye move, I have to go."

"I know where you are going. But it's not worth it."

"That doesn't matter. I want to confront him why he did it. What was your fault?"

"He thinks it was my fault. That it was because of my face."

"What? How is it your fault that you are pretty?" His ears are turning red in anger as he rubs his forehead.

"I..... don't know."

"Then leave me. I'll deal with that man."

"No, you can't just go around and beat everyone."

"Why can't I? I'll beat everyone who hurts you."

Why? Why are you so kind to me?"

"Because I care for you. "

Those five words that I never heard in my entire life. That I never understood the importance of until this moment when someone actually said it to me. And I think I'm crying when he bends and looks at my wet eyes.

"Are you crying?"

"No I....it's just......No one ever really cared for me."

"I do and always will." He wipes my tears with his soft hands. And I don't know if it's the words or the touch or both, but something bloomed in my chest. It felt like a blanket on an icy day.

"And please stop crying. I can't see you crying. I promise I won't go."

"Promise?"

"I promise I won't go but please stop crying now."

"I mean I get it that I'm handsome and girls die to be with me but that doesn't mean you'll start crying." He smirks.

It was a lame joke still I laughed.

"Wait you laughed. The great Zoye LAUGHED."

"No, I did not." I try to hide my laugh.
"Oh, stop denying. I thought I would never see you showing emotions but now I can die in peace."

Even I did not know until now I can show emotions.

"Anyways give me your number." takes his phone out and gives it to me opening the dial screen. Why is he asking for my number?!?!? And I think he read my mind.

"Uhh don't worry I won't call you to share my jokes, I mean if you want I can." He grins "I'll help you find a job and I would need your number for that."

"You don't have to do that for me."

"Ugh You know you are so annoying sometimes. Just give me your number and I'll find a job for you."

I take his phone and save my number in it.

"Here it is."

"Umm I have some pending work, so I'll go back to the library then."

"Yeah okay, bye."

I turn back to leave when suddenly my phone starts ringing it's Unknown. I receive the call and a voice asks me to look back.

It's Zain smiling widely waving his hand.

"Save that number Shehzadi."

And now I have 3 numbers in total.

Landlord

Mr. Davidson(café)

Zain

Out of which I deleted one.

Mr. Davidson(café)

"So how was your first day at work."

"It was fine. I just have to have work at the counter. And he did not really ask me anything once I told him your name."

"That's good".
"Thanks for the job."
"No worries Shehzadi." He smiled and patted my head. And I was just about to say something but his gentle pat made me forget everything.

"Okay class, open page-236 of your book" Mrs. Diana orders.

It's 5:00 pm and I have just started my shift. The store's empty right now. The real work starts around 7 when office employees leave for the day.
The door opens and Zain enters. He has changed his clothes from the morning. He's wearing a black shirt with Khaki pants and I must say black is his colour. His tousled dark hairs perfectly compliments his looks.
"Hi"
"Hi, what are you doing here?"
"I was just passing by and thought to see you."
He thought of me? I feel jittery. Why his every action affects me so much?

"Since no one's here so let's sit on the tabel and talk?"
"Yeah sure. But first let's get some drinks. What would you like?"
"Anything except orange. I don't like orange flavour."
"Okay that's rare. Usually people like orange flavour a lot. Any reason?"
"Nope,just not my thing."
"Alright then I'll take two apple juices."
"Okay then let's go."
"Wait tell me how much it is."
"It's okay you don't have to pay."
"Just because you work here doesn't mean I won't pay. Tell me the cost"
"But I....." he looks annoyed so instead I calculate the amount and tell him "Its £2.5"
"Okay here it is" he gives cash to me and I keep it in the drawer.
He walks ahead of me and opens the door for me.
"So are you comfortable with this place?" he says drinking his apple juice.
"Yup it's nice and not too hectic. By the way do you know what happened to the cafe shop I used to work at?"
He straightens his posture ready to hear me. " No,what happened?"
" I was passing by the cafe on my way here and I saw the notice there. The cafe is closed now. Someone bought the building and increased the rent and the owner couldn't afford it. So it's closed now"
"Is it? "
"So are you happy now?"
"Honestly,yeah he deserved it. But why are you smiling?" I raise my eyebrow in question.
"Nothing. It's just..... you know it's a good day."

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Here we come to the end of the eighth chapter.

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The next chapter will be from Zain's pov. So, make sure to check it out.

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