Every fucking person on earth was wishing me. Not that I'm complaining but it gets annoying after sometime.
But honestly, I'm still waiting for someone to wish me on the award. Iris.
Should I text her? Or not?
Someone's excited about texting Iris.
Oh shut up man. Not now.
Okay then bro.
I'm really tensed. I hope Iris ain't angry because of me insisting her again and again. She didn't even reply for a long time.
Don't be tensed. You weren't rude or anything. Why would she be angry?
Yeah. I hope so.
Now don't keep on hoping dumbass. Text her.
Oh yeah.
I look around but couldn't find my phone anywhere.
"Hey Gi, did you see my phone?" I asked.
"Uhm, no Zayn. Now come, let's eat lunch."
"But I can't find my phone! It's a part of me Gigi." I insisted childishly.
"Okay Zayn! I'll search for it! But please, quickly!"
"Okay."
We both started our search.
After around 10 minutes, I saw my phone lying under the sofa beneath a...towel?
Weird.
"I found it!" I told Gigi.
"Now can we please eat?" She asked.
"Okay Grumpy Cat! Let's go out for lunch!"
I called my manager and asked him to book 2 seats for Gigi and I.
"Done." I told Gigi.
"Cool. Uhm, Zayn. I've been meaning to ask you about something."
"Yep, what's it?" I asked Gigi.
"Uhm, who's Iris?"
Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit.
"Uhm, you know, she's like, you know like, we work, like together. You know, yeah. She works with me. She's like my new assistant. Yeah, like the old one left so, like, I had to appoint a new one. So yeah, the manager appointed her."
"Zayn..."
"Yeah?"
"You know, you use the word like a lot when you're tensed, most likely lying."
"Man! Ugh."
"So, who's she? I mean, if you like her, it's okay. We can work it out, we can slowly reveal it to the media. They won't say anything. Even if they do, they'll eventually accept it. After all, your choice will be obviously good. And she will never-"
"Woah Gi! Chill! We really don't have anything going on! I've only met her like twice or thrice."
"Uhm, okay then."
I almost saw a little glint of hatred in Gigi's eyes. But, why?
You're over thinking.
Maybe, yeah.
"So, let's go?" Gigi asked, referring to the dinner.
"Yeah, let's go."
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But I swear, next chapter is gonna be fab.
Oh and, one thing to make this chapter better (maybe)
This is how I picture Iris but with blue eyes-
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