The summer season always sucked for me. It was getting hotter with each passing day and all I wanted to do was switch on my air conditioner and never get out of my bedroom and bed. It felt like if I switched off my fan even for a second I'll get drowned in my sweat. I looked to my left and cursed as I had left the window open from where afternoon waves of air were entering my room making it hotter.
Flicking randomly through channels, I spotted One direction playing and my sour mood was immediately turned into a happy one. Widely grinning, I listened to 'Live while we're young'. When Zayn's face got displayed on the screen, I swooned.
Can you blame me?
And just like that my thoughts got shifted again to the only person I loved for the past three years.
Yep, it's no surprise that Zayn is the one I'm talking about.
It was very difficult at first for me to believe that I'll never be able to be with him in true sense. The minute I had seen him, it was as if a piece clicking back to its place in a puzzle. That single piece that completes the puzzle.
It ached, my heart, whenever thoughts of spending my life with someone else occurred to me. I never thought in my life that one video, just one video can make me fall for someone. I never believed in love at first sight thing, I thought it to be impossible but was proven wrong just after watching one video. As cliché as it is, I'll always be a fan and he will always be Zayn Malik, the one after whom millions of girls are...
With a heavy sigh, I got my lazy ass out of the bed. Looking out of the window, everything seemed boring. I closed my window with an eye roll after watching a couple outside. Not what I wanted to see right now.
After turning around my heart almost stopped as Ruchika appeared kind of from nowhere in front of me and very near to my face, a big grin plastered on hers.
Let me tell you a little about this person. She's the most annoying person I have in my life. Brown eyes with a mischievous glint, hair almost reaching her waist, standing proudly at the height of 5 feet 6 inches, she proudly annoys me as much as she can. And I love to get back at her for her antics. She is my friend from high school and we've been going strong ever since.
"What the hell, Ruchika ?", I questioned, glaring at her, as I placed a hand on my chest, feeling the quickened pace of my heartbeats. "This is not how you greet your best friend, Sarah", she said making me roll my eyes.
"You're right. You beat the shit outta them when they act like monkeys."Her response? She started laughing. I moved to get comfortable on my bed, lying down with a soft smile.
I've two relationships. One imaginary one with Zayn. And one with the bed. Sorry, not sorry people.
I turned my attention back to Ruchika."What brought you here ?", I asked and then continued, "Whenever I ask you to come you never do and now you suddenly appear out of nowhere like what the hell ?". She, at first didn't reply as she made herself comfortable on my bed, very slowly might I add. Taking her own sweet time to answer me.
My mother was now standing at the entrance of my bedroom and having eye to eye kind of talk with Ruchika. I looked away.
Ruchika cleared her throat and from my peripheral vision, I saw her looking at me with a very serious expression on her face.
"We've something to tell you."
"And that is?"
"You're getting married!"
I gave her a that-shit-is-not-what-you-joke-about look. But when her expression wasn't changing and her laugh that sounded like that of a two years old didn't reach my ears, I sprang up from my bed as a gasp flew out of my mouth. "What the hell?", I shouted at her and my mother started laughing and shaking her head, she left the room. Eyes on her retreating form, I started thinking of things slowly started falling back in place.
I shook my head away from that thought just when Ruchika burst out in laughter. "You-your f-face! Oh my god!", she said between her laughter making me smack her head. "You scared me !" I said as I sat beside her waiting for her to complete her laughing session. After what felt like ages she stopped laughing and when she saw my serious look, she cleared her throat once again. Mom came back with some snacks for us, smiling widely for god knows what reason. "Will you both please stop smiling or at least tell me what the hell has happened so I can join you?" , I asked impatiently.
"We're going for the meet and greet!"
"Are you deaf? I said we both are going for the meet and greet in London to meet one and only One Direction!", Ruchika said while grinning ear to ear.
"Oh my god! How? When?", I couldn't form a proper sentence as I looked between mom and Ruchika.
"That was a surprise from me, dear. Did you like it ?", mom questioned while smiling at me. After what felt like ages, things seemed to be getting back to normal between us. I cleared my throat.
Not now, Sarah.
"I loved it mom and I love you ", I said looking in her eyes and swallowing the lump in my throat. With hesitant steps I reached towards her standing form, her unwavering eyes settled on me with a real genuine smile on her lips after what seemed like a long time. She ruffled my hair a little and I nearly cried.
I never realized that I had been craving for it.
" It was a surprise dumb that's why I got informed first", Ruchika intervened and once again I rolled my eyes at her. Mom laughed and left the room, leaving us alone to deal with each other. Once she was gone, I smacked Ruchika on arm and she faked being hurt. Then we locked eyes and grinned at each other.
Squealing we started jumping up and down in absolute happiness. After expressing our enthusiasm, I looked at her and said,
"Now help me pack my bag dumb..."
"I did not hear anyone's request though. "
" Not requesting you. "
She shrugged," Well okay, I'm sure you'll be fine doing it on your own. I better get going. " She announced and started to head out of my room.
Just because packing is not what I enjoy, I requested with a grunt," Please, will you help me? "
She had a grin on her face. I glared at her.
" Sure. Now, where's all your stuff at..? "