How i met you.

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10. great mistake?!?!

I was woken up by a knock on my door. I shot up from my bed. Hmm… who can it be? What I am doing? Why I am still wearing yesterday’s clothes? I feel my head spinning. I was not able to understand anything that is happening around me. Who is knocking the door, that too hard? It seems whoever it is, going to break into my house. Ugg!! Can’t it stop? I better check it out before I lose my front door. When I crossed the mirror I saw a ghostly face. OMG!! It’s me. I scared myself for a second with a messy hair and mascara was running down my face. Simple words to describe myself-I looked like a character form a horror movie. Then everything came back rushing, what I went through yesterday and the numbness came back.
I went to the door without checking who it is; I opened, to be met by the familiar pair of eyes. What is he doing here? Behind his back I could see Katie. How they both know each other? I didn’t want to talk to him. I had enough of him. I was about to close the door, when his foot stopped it from happening. Uggg!! He pushed the door open and stood in between the door, so that it can’t be closed again. He turned to see Katie, and she was giving him an assuring smile. Where they both-? I didn’t want to finish the question, but what if they are. How come my best friend can do this to me? She knew I am in love with that guy, then why is she doing this? She is much prettier than me, why wouldn’t he fall in love with her. Did he use me to get her? Why was he acting all sweet? What a fool I was to believe him completely. I felt like crying, but no more tears are left, and he’s not worth my tears.
“What are you doing here?” I said in a harsh tone. I didn’t want to talk to him like this, but the circumstances made me. How I hated to be like this.
“I want to talk to you Anna.” He said with pleading eyes.  But this time I was not going to let that eyes mesmerize me.
“Zayn there is nothing left to talk. Please leave me alone.” I said with much calmer voice. 
“Please Anna. Listen to me." he said. Should I give him a chance to tell what he wants to? It shouldn’t bug me that he didn’t tell his secret. I am not his girlfriend, that he will tell me everything. But still, he should have at least told me. I am not going to waste my time talking with him.
“Please Zayn. I don’t want to talk.” I said, hoping he would understand that I am not in a mood.
“Please Anna, listen to-“before Katie could complete Zayn said “Leave it Katie. I will handle this.”  What is happening here? My own best friend supported him. I am sure something is brewing between these two, why didn’t she tell the truth about him. Didn’t she knew, how much I hate to be lied or hiding truth from me.  She gave an apologetic look to me and left the place.  But Zayn didn’t even move from his place.
 “Zayn, please leave me alone.” It feels I am getting old saying this sentence again and again.
“No Anna, not until you hear me out.” He said and sat down on the floor.
“I think you have forgotten that this is my house. And you don’t have any right to sit without my permission.” I said being irritated.
“Yes, I have. You are my friend. So I think I can.” He said in not-so serious tone. Ohh!! Now he thinks that I am his friend. Great!
“Wow Zayn. Now you consider me as your friend. Who was I all these weeks, while you were busy hiding your true self?” I said with hint of irritation in my voice.
“It’s not like that Anna-” before he could finish I cut him off
“I know how it is like. And please can u move out so that I can close the door.”
“Hmm…I don’t mind coming in.” he said in a playful manner.
“But I mind.”
“Then I will be sitting here only until you listen.” Ugg!! This boy is making me mad.
“Fine, sit here. I am sure you are going to get tired soon. And if you are going to keep this door open, please make sure no one enters my house.” I am sure at some point he is going to leave.
“When I am here, no one will dare to enter your house.” he said acting like a superman. Ohh god! How much I hate to say that I love this guy.
It’s been half an hour, and he is still sitting right there.  All these time he is talking constantly. Isn’t he tired? If I were him, my mouth would be paining. I don’t know what rubbish he is talking, but still he is talking. Wait. What I said? Whatever-
“Anna, what type of a person you are?  You are letting your guest and that too a pop star to sit on the floor...” keep on blabbering. Omg!! This is the biggest mistake I have ever done, to let him sit on my house. I face palmed for not checking before opening the door. He is just eating me alive. I have to give in to escape his taunting.

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