The drive to go to dinner was awkward. Neither Zayn nor I had anything to say but it's whatever. I don't see why we would need to talk. I mean we don't have a relationship. I wouldn't even consider us friends. I mean hell, why would we be? I am just staying at his shop and working for him. Yep, great friendship.
When we arrived at where we were gonna eat, I noticed that there was almost nobody there. It was some small diner and the only other thing near this place was a gas station. Obviously this place it going to be booming with customers…
He parked and we got out of the car. I let him lead the way in because I have no clue where we are and he did.
He walked into the diner, opening the door for me, and then walked over to a table filled with about 7 other people. All of them guys except one. She was really pretty too. Medium length bright blond hair with dark brown eyes and pretty pale skin. (Probably who Zayn said he flirts with- not that I care. I can flirt with someone else too.)
We sat down at the end of the table and Zayn started talking to people almost immediately. I, on the other hand, took my menu and decided to look at what they had here.
When I was done deciding what I wanted, I set my menu down and waited for the waiter to come and take mine and Zayn's order since everybody else had food. When the waiter finally did come to take our order, I ordered a small burger and fry with a Pepsi.
She left and went to go get our food and I just sat there quietly listening to the conversations taking place. The people at the other end of the table were talking about their sales they had today, the small group in the middle of the table was arguing about the placement of something and Zayn was talking to the pretty blond about going to the movies sometime.
I was left alone. I am defiantly not used to this and I don't know how I like it.
"What do you do for a living?" the blond girl asked getting my attention.
I looked up at her, "I take photos of myself."
For some reason, this mad her laugh. "No, really what do you do?"
"You think I am kidding?"
"Well, yeah. You can't make money from that."
"I never said I make money from it; but you actually can. It's called modeling."
"Do you model?"
"I used to."
"And do you work now?"
"If you consider working for him work, then yes." I say pointing to him.
She looks over at Zayn as if she is jealous of me or something and I laugh.
"What's so funny?" she asks snapping her head back in my direction.
"Nothing," I say smiling as I go back to nothing but my thoughts.
The rest of dinner was awkward. I didn't say a single word for the rest of dinner. I mean it bothered me, yeah but I am to gonna say anything. I just sat there eating my food and waited to leave.
When we did end up leaving, the blond girl kept glaring at me. She obviously had a thing for Zayn and doesn't like the fact that I am the one who is working for him and staying in his shop. Oh well. Cry me a river.
He paid for our food and we left. Just like the car ride here, it was awkward on the way back. No speaking. I just stared out my window.
We finally arrived back at the faire about 30 minutes later and walked to his shop. When we were inside, I decided to go upstairs and change into regular clothes.
My corset was easy to get off since it had a zip in the front so that was the first thing to come off. When it was off, I set it on the bed and removed my top.
I walked over to my suitcases and grabbed out a tank-top and yoga shorts. I quickly changed my bra then slipped on my tank before removing the long skirt and slipping on my shorts.
When I was dressed, I grabbed my phone and walked downstairs to plug it is before walking back upstairs and laying in bed. I laid in bed but I didn't fall asleep. I had too much on my mind…
I know it seems stupid to get jealous of Zayn and Miss. blondie but in a way, I am. I'm not jealous in the 'I like him way' but more of the jealous 'I wish it wouldn't happen in front of me because I hate other peoples relationships. I know its a terrible thing to think but it's just me. I am never one to have any luck with relationships and it doesn't help that all my friends have great relationships