I'm a...Girl?! - Zayn Malik

Unfortunate

"We've received many complaints based on your performance these last few months and I think it's quite obvious what we need to do."

"Sir, I understand. Yes I've been given many complaints as well from my co-workers but you you have to understand that I'm still in college, I have to keep up with my studies and I don't get home from work til ten thirty. I have to stay up to complete my assignments. When I show up the next day my energy is completely gone. This internship was a big thing for me and I was happy to receive the position but it's a lot of work for me. I am a really hard worker and I promise I can do better, it's just with school and everything that I've been having a hard time keeping my head in place."

"We're not looking for excuses. You told us you could handle it from the start and now your saying your struggling because of school. I don't care about your school. What I care about is the company's performance as a whole and how it appears to other companies. You have been messing up what this company stands for and I can no longer let it slide. Zayn Malik, your fired!"

"But sir-

"Get your stuff and go. You'll get your two weeks paycheck after that I don't ever want to hear or see from you again!"
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Now fired from, Zayn stood outside the company he used to work for. It was raining and he didn't have an umbrella nor did he have a lid to cover his box, so all of his things were getting soaked.

He made no movement to try and shield them from the rain. Zayn stood in solitary shocked from his recent events. What was he supposed to tell his family? How will he find another good paying job soon? So many thoughts ran through his head. A truck drove by on the curb full of water making it splash all over Zayns body. And from that point,

He cried all the way home.
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Reaching his apartment completely drenched. He unlocked the door and opened it quickly riding inside. Zayn wipes his forehead before setting his box of papers and such on the counter.

"Babe I'm home! We need to talk about something yeah," He yelled out. He entered the kitchen opening up the fridge to get a drink of water. No response from his girlfriend made him a bit uneasy. He grabbed a paper towel and quickly wiped his face. Zayn took off his jacket , shoes and socks and set them near the washer and dryer.

Now walking toward his bedroom the silence seemed unusual. He came close to his bedroom but before opening it he heard a sound and decided to listen. He thought maybe there was a robber.

Faint sounds could be heard through the door. Certainly not a robber he thought. He slowly turned the doorknob before coming face to face with his worst fear.

There lay his girlfriend interned with another man making sweet love. The scent in the air was sweet and smelt like strawberries. He stood in the doorway watching silently unable to speak out.

It wasn't until the unidentified man currrntky hammering into his girlfriend notice him and came to an immediate halt.

"Who's that?" He asked. Zayns girlfriend, Gigi whisked around so fast, she could have broke her back.

"Zayn, babe. What are you doing here so early," she asked. Aware of the current situation but in a state of fear and shock. Zayn answered slowly looking at his naked girlfriend and the man she sat above on.

"I....got fired from work today. I came ...to tell you that but it seem your a bit busy-

He paused for a minute before coming to his sense and speaking again.

"I have somewhere to be."

With that he quickly left the room. He could here Gigi calling after him. Tears welled up into his eyes as he grabbed his keys and left the house closing the door with a slam. He pulled out his phone and dialed is best friend.