Chapter 9

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Zara's P.O.V.

I am very angry right now. Though I don't have a right reason to be angry. But I still am angry. I mean, this isn't fair. Wait, you guys must be clueless. Let me tell you what happened.

Yesterday, after we came from Bayfront park at midnight, Emma's uncle arrived at 1:30 am or something. I say yesterday because I don't believe its another day until I see the sun. Stupid, I know. Moving on. As soon as Mr. Brown set foot in the mansion, he started scolding us for not coming home early everyday.

So what? We're adults and we can do whatever we want. And Mr. Brown said that yes we could do whatever we want but not in his house. He has practically kicked us out of his house, now.

We're supposed to catch a flight on Monday morning instead of Wednesday. I am sad and angry at the same time. I guess I should tell Nicky that we can't come to that party he invited us to but I wonder if he's awake. It's 2:13 am. I call him anyway.

It rings four times before he picks up.
"Hello?" he says in a sleepy voice. Like, literally too sleepy and boy was his sleepy voice sexy. I mean, tooooooo sexy.

Nicky laughs from the other side. Why laugh?

"Does my voice really sound sexy, Zara?" THE WAY HE SAYS MY NAME! Wait. I said that aloud?

"Shit. I said that aloud, right?"

"Yeah" I can almost see his smile. The smile worth a million dollars. "Um, listen. I got some bad news..." and then I explained him that me and Emma couldn't come to the after party and we had to leave.

His voice sounded a lil bit disappointed when he said,"Oh". That oh came out like ohhh and came out almost a minute later.

"I'm really sorry, Nicky I seriously wish-" he cut me off before I could finish my apology.

"No, wait. Can you and Emma quietly leave your uncle's mansion and come where I am staying?" I was shocked when he said that and it took me a few seconds to process that he'd offered to let us and Emma stay till Wednesday.

"Are you...serious? I mean, why do you want us to stay at your place? We're not special people, right?"

"Um...you could say that you guys are a little bit special to me but forget that. The main thing is that I want you guys to stay and come to the party." he says. His voice sounds so lively by now that I feel like it's a nice Saturday afternoon for him.

"Are you still sure about this?" I ask.

"Yes of course I am. Now go and ask Emma right now. If she agrees then you both leave the mansion and come where I stay. Text me your address ten minutes before you have packed your stuff. I'll send a driver to pick you both up." I still couldn't believe him.

Anyway, I went to Emma's room but she wouldn't open. She's a very heavy sleeper. So then I had to text her multiple times so that her phone keeps buzzing and she wakes up. If I kept banging on her door, others in the mansion would wake up too.

After 15 minutes of trying, a call and text from Nicky and thinking that there was someone outside my door, I heard a knock. Emma.

"Good Morning!" I said cheerfully.

She gave me a middle finger and came into the room and I locked the door. She was in a really bad mood because of her uncle and because I woke her up.

"What is it Zar. I need to sleep. I'm very tired and I-" I don't let her finish and say," Do you wanna stay at Nicky's place?".

She gave me a thumbs up which meant good joke.

"I'm not joking, man. He actually called me" and then I told Emma everything and by the end she had the biggest of her smiles on her face.

"Let's go" she said excitedly.

"I'm still not so sure, Em. I mean, it won't seem nice. He's being so good to us and we can't give anything back to return the favour. And you know what. If you can't give back in return then never accept what's being given to you." I said.

"It's okay, Zar! We'll see what to do. But right now we need to just pack our bags and leave from here. It's almost 3 now. We must leave. Let's go"

And so, after packing everything and writing a very very funny note to Mr. Brown that we were leaving and wouldn't come back, we left and the person who came to pick us up was Hatim.

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