Catch a Star
Chapter 26
6:12 ... I should at least get cleaned up. I look at myself in the mirror. I looked exhausted, I feel exhausted ;but my mind is racing with thoughts that keep me awake.
I start to run the shower watching the steam fill the bathroom. As I step in and let the warm water run down my back I can feel my muscles relaxing and the stress being washed down the drain.
By the time I'm done its 6:29 and I still haven't made up my mind. I grab some clothes out of my suitcase and get dressed( http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=100725232 ). I look back over at the clock, 6:37. I brush my hair and blow dry it; 6:52.
Still I have no idea what to do. I look at the note and get an idea. I run over to my purse and grab a pen out. I take the cap between my teeth and pull it off and spit it off somewhere. I flip the note over to the blank back and draw a line down the middle. On the right side I write PROS and on the left side i write CONS.
Pros Cons
*hot. *ignorant
*sexy. *jealous
*listens. *hot tempered
*interested. *...
*forward
*great in bed
*creative
I look at the list then at the clock, 6:59. I grab my phone and run to the door. I stop the second my hand touches the door nob. I didn't make a decision but my body did. My reflex when I saw the time running out was to dash to the lobby so that Zayn won't ge the wrong idea. I've made a decision. It Zayn. At the moment , right now its Zayn. And as fucked up as this relationship is going to get I can't not try. I can't let him slip away. I open the door and walk towards the elevator and then... black.
ZAYNS POV
I look at the watch on my wrist then back at the clock on the wall to make sure they were in syncs and that my watch wasn't running fast. 7:05, that's the time. Five minutes past the time i wrote to her.
Maybe she didn't get the note. Fuck that, I know she for the note I walked past her door eight times and listen and by the seventh time I herd the water running. By the eighth time I heard a blow dryer.
She saw the note, she knew of be waiting, and she knew what it ment if she didn't show up. I look back at the clock, 7:07. Three more minutes, maybe she's on her way but the elevator is taking too long.
I look up to the sound of the elevator ding. An elderly couple walk out arm in arm, but no Mads. One more look at the clock, 7:10.
I drop my head not really looking at anything just a feeling of sickness washing over me. I felt like throwing up. I look around one last time and then head for the elevator.
As the doors shut the only thing I can think about is the fact that she just didn't come. She doesn't care.
I start to run the shower watching the steam fill the bathroom. As I step in and let the warm water run down my back I can feel my muscles relaxing and the stress being washed down the drain.
By the time I'm done its 6:29 and I still haven't made up my mind. I grab some clothes out of my suitcase and get dressed( http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=100725232 ). I look back over at the clock, 6:37. I brush my hair and blow dry it; 6:52.
Still I have no idea what to do. I look at the note and get an idea. I run over to my purse and grab a pen out. I take the cap between my teeth and pull it off and spit it off somewhere. I flip the note over to the blank back and draw a line down the middle. On the right side I write PROS and on the left side i write CONS.
Pros Cons
*hot. *ignorant
*sexy. *jealous
*listens. *hot tempered
*interested. *...
*forward
*great in bed
*creative
I look at the list then at the clock, 6:59. I grab my phone and run to the door. I stop the second my hand touches the door nob. I didn't make a decision but my body did. My reflex when I saw the time running out was to dash to the lobby so that Zayn won't ge the wrong idea. I've made a decision. It Zayn. At the moment , right now its Zayn. And as fucked up as this relationship is going to get I can't not try. I can't let him slip away. I open the door and walk towards the elevator and then... black.
ZAYNS POV
I look at the watch on my wrist then back at the clock on the wall to make sure they were in syncs and that my watch wasn't running fast. 7:05, that's the time. Five minutes past the time i wrote to her.
Maybe she didn't get the note. Fuck that, I know she for the note I walked past her door eight times and listen and by the seventh time I herd the water running. By the eighth time I heard a blow dryer.
She saw the note, she knew of be waiting, and she knew what it ment if she didn't show up. I look back at the clock, 7:07. Three more minutes, maybe she's on her way but the elevator is taking too long.
I look up to the sound of the elevator ding. An elderly couple walk out arm in arm, but no Mads. One more look at the clock, 7:10.
I drop my head not really looking at anything just a feeling of sickness washing over me. I felt like throwing up. I look around one last time and then head for the elevator.
As the doors shut the only thing I can think about is the fact that she just didn't come. She doesn't care.
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