AVA’S POV After lunch break, the day ran by quickly. It was already night and I believed almost everyone had ended their day. My gaze lingered on Zayn’s office door, he hasn’t come out or spoken to me since I rejected the offer to eat lunch with him.I looked at the clock, 8:50pm. What was he still doing? Or perhaps he was asleep?After a few minutes of waiting to see if he would come out, I finally stood up and headed straight to his office, knocking softly before pushing the door open. He was seated in his chair, going through some files, he didn’t even look up, “Mr. Beckham, it's almost 9pm” I started to say, my voice low and calm, “I want to go home”. I added, but he didn’t respond, Instead he continued flipping through the pages of the file he was holding.“I’m sorry if I’m disturbing, but it’s quite late and…..” I trailed off, he wasn’t even listening to me and I could feel my frustration rise. “You know what, don’t bother. Carter will take me home and return to come pick you
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