My Young Alpha

Trip to London 1.0

The day swiftly went by and working in the hospital seem to be very tedious each passing day. We were obviously going on a break for 3 weeks after our test. We were eager to go home today; our colleagues were discussing what they would be doing during the break but my mind was on seeing Zayan again. He was leaving for London today and I couldn’t even see him off.

Later that night, I was resting on my bed scrolling through social media hoping to see any celebrity hot news but there was none. I decided to check if Zayan had an account on insta. He did. He has 2.7 million followers and just 5 following; he followed his dad, Dave, whom I was so shocked about, a lady whom I believe was Mr Garza’s daughter cause of the surname, then his company and the hospital.

I can’t believe they created an account for their hospital just wondering what would be posted. “Doctors performing surgeries”, or “nurses running shifts” or “midwives delivering babies?” I laughed at the thought of such happenings.

Incoming call…..

“Hello”.

“Hello, we need to talk”. Alex said.

“Alright. I’m listening,” I replied sitting up on my bed.

“ I broke up with my girlfriend,” he said sniffing. I got home tonight and realised she was gone. She f**king couldn’t do that in front of me so she wrote a note saying:

“It’s been a long time coming, I have always dreaded this moment in every relationship but I have to do what needs to be done. I don’t love you anymore; I enjoyed the time we shared together but I just can’t stick to you anymore. This is not me, I like to explore I don’t wanna be tied down. I’m not the best person for you and you deserve someone who will love you and be stuck with you forever.”

Bye,

Your Ex.

“ Oh my, that’s so shady. She literally didn’t have to say all that to prove her point. She is very wrong for that.” I answered in a bit of a rage.

How are you feeling anyway? Do you want me to come over? Should we go for a drink?

“No, I want to be alone but at the same time I want to talk to someone. Does that make any sense? He asked, his voice cracking.

“It does. I’m here for you every time. Call me if you want someone by your side”.

“Absolutely. Thank you so much, Sydney.”

“You’re welcome. Bye, talk to you later.”

“Bye.”

Just then, I received another call……..

“Who is it, again?” I asked myself. It was my baby, Zayan. A smile formed on my lips.

“Hey,” I said enthusiastically still smiling.

“ Hey baby, do you miss me?” He suddenly asked making me blush.

“Uh huh, I miss you so much. I keep thinking about you and…

“And?”

“I don’t wanna say it. What are you doing now?” I changed the subject.

“I’m working. I have some files to go through. I’ve neglected my work for too long, I have to get them done before my dad comes back.” He said sounding tired.

“When is he returning?” I asked, curious.

“In two days, baby.”

Whenever he calls me baby, my heart always skips a beat and I feel some tingling sensation in my stomach and crotch. It’s weird but exciting.

“But …. I wanted to come see you tomorrow. I guess I can’t anymore,” my smile slowly fades.

“You can, Syd. I always have time for you. I’ll be expecting you, okay.”

“Alright. You need to return back to work. See you tomorrow,” I added.

“See you tomorrow. Mwuah! *kisss*”

LONDON, 3:15pm

The sun was out although it was freezing outside and everyone seemed to be in a rush. People kept pushing me for no reason. I should have accepted Zayan’s offer to let someone pick me up but I strongly refused. I quickly dialled in the address on my maps to check how far it was from the train station. It was an hour away so I ordered an Uber ride to take me to his office.

“Why’s the fare so expensive?” I argued with the driver.

“ I have nothing to do with this mate.” He answered.

I sighed……

I made my way to the building which stood directly in front of me. The reception stood in the middle of the hall opposite the entrance. I was contemplating on asking the receptionist to inform Zayan of my arrival but at the same time I didn’t want rumours to spread. I decided to do it anyway.

“Hey, good afternoon.” I calmly said with a smile on my face.

“Good afternoon, how may I help you?” She responded returning the smile.

“Well…..erm…..

Her eyebrows were raised at my sudden inability to talk.

“Actually…. I’m here to see the one in charge,” I finally replied.

She looked a bit taken aback scrutinising my overall appearance and then looking back at me before responding.

“Do you have an appointment?” She asked.

“Maybe?” I was unsure of what to say in this situation. I never once thought of this. Then again, I could have accepted his offer. “Ugh!!” Just then, Dave appeared out of nowhere, my chance to escape this awkward situation.

“Dave!” I called out; everyone turned to look at me. I shyly walked towards him as the eyes of the people present also followed through. When I got close to him, I took a deep breath; my eyes conveying what I wanted to say.

He nodded……