[Zayn]

A low moan escaped my parted lips as soon as I entered my cozy and warm house. The weather has got to change. Shrugging off the uncomfortable shirt that I was wearing, I collapsed onto my reclining chair. I threw my document bag, the mail and my belongings onto a loveseat that rested beside me.

I brought my hands to my face and rubbed my eyes to wipe the sleep out of them. Reaching over the loveseat, I grabbed the letters and opened them. As Faye said, they were indeed electricity bills. I made a mental note to mail the company a check A.S.A.P.

It feels so lonely in my house. Everything is so still and calm, and the weird thing is that as adults, you'd want it to be this way but I don't. As I was relaxing in my recliner chair, I couldn't help but notice Faye's house in front of mine. As little flurry began falling down, I could see her mother calling everyone down for dinner. The lights were on and were making the house the brightest one in the neighborhood.

Realizing the time, I stood up and went upstairs to my bedroom to change into my pajamas. I opened my wardrobe and picked out a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt. On my way downstairs, I decided to grab my laptop just in case I wish to work on some stuff and make a few payments.

The last time I had good dinner was last month when Faye's family invited me over for dinner. I couldn't stop the small smile forming on my lips as I remembered Ishita's pout when her mother demanded her to set the table.

"But maa- You always do this to me. You said that you would let me serve. I don't want to set that table. That is so boring. Why can't Aiden do that?" she whined. Faye's mother shot her a disapproving look and I stepped in to defend the girl.

"Faye, why don't you help me find the washroom?" I asked her and glanced at her mother who just smiled at me. Faye stood still with a nervous look on her face. Her mother noticed her dull expression and poked her side making her squirm.

"Go and help Mr. Malik. Aiden will set the table," she said while ruffling her hair and pushing her towards me.

To say that I did not think of Faye as a beautiful girl would be a big lie. I do think of her and am kind of glad that my mail was over at her house. At least this way, she had a reason to come and say hello. I wonder if she is as attracted towards me as I am towards her.

I cringe at my latest thoughts and pull out a pan and some rice. Cooking begins to divert my attention from the 16-year-old living right across the street to my appetite. Besides, there is no way in hell that Faye would think of me in that sense.

I pour some water into the pan and wait for it to come to a boil before adding the uncooked rice and some species. As I patiently waited for my dinner to be cooked, my mind decided to wander over to Ishita. I was once again wondering how she was and what she was doing.

With a glass of red wine in my hand, I wandered to my living room and stared at the Johnson family eating dinner. Faye was looking like she about to kill someone whereas Aiden, her older brother kept on annoying her. She looked up at him and I assumed that she glared at him because he quickly backed off and raised his hands in surrender.

I chuckled when I saw her smirk evilly in victory. I turned my gaze from the loving family and walked back to my kitchen. The rice looked about done so I set my glass down on the kitchen counter and pulled out some leftover Butter Chicken that I cooked about one and half days ago. I heated it in the microwave and set some rice on my plate that I had grabbed earlier from a neatly stacked pile of plates.

"Time for some quality television," I lowly muttered to myself and turned on the television. I do not have cable because I use an Apple T.V. and I find that much better. Opening Netflix, I settled on F.R.I.E.N.D.S. and played an episode that I was watching yesterday. Unlike the Johnson's, I preferred eating in front of the T.V and hence why I do not have a dining table either.

As I ate my dinner alone, I could not help but feel drowsy. Not from the day I had at work but just the cold aura of my house. I should not be complaining because after all, it was my decision to live on my own and so far away from my family.

What's weird is that, whenever I look at Faye, just like the little incident we had a little while ago, I can't help but feel this warm, tingly sensation in my body. Her touch leads me to fantasies I never had and her presence makes me feel the love and affection I never felt.

I don't know what this is or what is going to happen to us, but Faye Marie Johnson, for sure has me whipped.

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