Meet Me In The Hallway (Z.S.) (DISCONTINUED)

Chapter 12: Good Luck Kisses

Hello my babies! How are you? How was your day? Take a look at one of my favorite Zarry gifs. Not very 'I'vE nEvER sPoKe tO HarRy' of you zayn, now is it😗? Anyways a video of Gigi by clevver news popped up on my notifications today and I'm not very happy. The ring did look awfully a lot like an engagement ring... but like c'mon is he really going to marry a racist woman?

Like DO BETTER and please don't! Like my brother's mom is racist and because of that I don't have a good relationship with him because he doesn't like me and I don't like his mom because she was racist towards my family. So the only person who's going to suffer is going to be their daughter when she's older. I just pray that their sweet baby girl doesn't have confidence issues when she's older because of all the negativity in that family and I hope that Zayn is at least happy if he does marry her. Okay that's it for my rant, enjoy the story!😋

Friday after school

The bell for 8th period finally rang which means that school is over! I told my mom to come pick me up at 3:30 because I had to pick up something from my coach on the other side of campus. When I walk out of class, the halls are mostly empty because the football players, band and cheerleaders are already at the field warming up and everyone else is probably hanging out around the field waiting for the game to start.

I head to my locker to get my volleyball bag out and then make my way to the Athletics building. After 5 minutes of walking because it's so damn far, I get to the gate. "Goddammit!" I huff out, when I realize that it's locked. I look up to see a faculty member walking towards the field and yell, "HEY! Can you open the gate?" "Sorry kid, you know I can't." He says before walking off. I hear a few boys on the inside, snickering at my frustration and flip them off.

I turn around and head back towards the main campus mumbling, "I hate this damn school." I finally get to the main building after a few minutes and grab the back door to open it. "God fuckin dammit!" I yell out again. I keep pulling on the handle aggressively even though I know it won't open. I hear some rumbling and turn to my left to see the janitor unlocking the other side door. I quickly dash over to the door before it closes and walk in.

I weave through the halls to the main entrance and turn left to the side street. It takes me another 5 minutes to walk around the side of the gym to the pool. Thankfully the water polo team has practice today which means that the gate on this side is open. I walk in and see a few of my friends and the coach in the pool.

"Hello Zayn!" Coach Ben says. "Hi Coach," I responded. "So when are you going to hop in the pool with us?!" He asks. I laugh and say, "maybe next year coach." "I'm counting on it!" he says before going back to coaching. I laugh to myself while thinking 'I'm not doing that shit' in my head. He's been pinning for me to join the team since I was in 8th grade but I always tell my mom no because what do I look like drowning in front of people?

I exit the pool area and walk down the hall towards the girls weight room where my coach is. "Hey Coach," I greeted after putting my bag down. "Zayn, there you are! I was wondering what was taking so long," she smiles. "Sorry, I got caught up trying to get here. You know they love to lock all the gates early on game day. I had to walk all the way around the school and through the pool area," I explain. "Ohh that makes sense. Yeah it's really irritating when they do that. Anyways I wanted to give you your suit first. It's black sweatpants with a blue sweatshirt with your number and our team name on it. Try it on," she says, handing me the bag of clothes.

I slip my jacket off and put the sweatshirt on, then take my shoes off and put the sweatpants on over my jeans. "I love them, they both fit very nicely," I say, swinging side to side with a grin on my face. "Great, I'll see you next Monday Zayn. Have a nice weekend!" She says. "Thank you! You too, Coach." I wave before walking out.

I walk down the hall into and to the bench on the side of the boys locker room. I put my bag down and started shoving my sweat suit into my bag. I hear a familiar voice shouting at someone and the sound of cleats stomping on the floor. "Well hello there Bambi," Harry smirks. "Oh hey Harry," I smile. "What're you doing here? everyone is either outside or at home already." Harry asks. "I had to pick up my sweat suit from my coach," I responded, still stuffing it into my bag. I finally zip up my bag and turn to face him completely. I flush as I look him up and down.

His toned chest and shoulders covered by padding and a jersey, his legs hug the white football legging tightly, his cleats covered in pink cleat socks, his hands covered in pink gloves and a pink towel tucked into his tights. (as you can tell I am definitely a football girl, all my exes have been football players. Literally so hot😩😍-N) "Like what you see?" he smirks. "Yes, you look fine as fuck, but what's with all the pink?" I ask. "All of us are wearing at least one item of pink to honor breast cancer awareness month," he explains. (the football team at my school actually did this through the whole month and it was the cutest thing. Even the coaches were wearing something pink😭-N)

"Aww, that's so nice of you guys!" I coo. "Yeah it's the least we can do amirite? Anyways aren't you going to give me a good luck kiss?" He asks, pouting his lips. "Sure," I laugh before walking closer to him. "Wait c'mon let's go over here," he says, pulling me over to the space in between the pool and the locker room where no one can see us.

He then pushes me against the wall, kisses me hard and aggressively before patting my ass, signifying that he wants me to jump. I jump into his arms, our lips still locked in a heated kiss. He sucks on my bottom lip while squeezing my ass, earning a low moan from me. He then leaves a trail of kisses down my neck and whispers in my ear, "you're so pretty Bambi." I whimper and try to connect our lips again. He pulls away from me, making me whine. "What do you say when someone compliments you Zayn?" He smirks. "Thank you," I whisper.

"Good boy," he smiles before leaning in to kiss me. 'Do I look like a dog to you?' I think but then think again. 'Wait it's kind of hot though..' I yelp as he squeezes my hip because I wasn't responding to his kiss. I slip my tongue into his mouth, pulling his hair harshly as I hear some white noise echo through the halls. I don't pay attention to it though. Suddenly it gets closer and I jump as I hear, "Harry get the fuck on the field right now!" I quickly pull myself out of Harry's grasp as he flushes and says, "Sorry Coach." "yeah yeah whatever. Get on the field!" His coach shouts. "I'll see you tonight Bambi," Harry whispers in my ear, before kissing my hair and running off.

I blush as his coach is still standing in front of me smirking. "Hello Zayn," he says. "Hi Coach Williams," I say, softly. "I'm not surprised you went with Harry, although I was hoping you'd get with my son." He states. "Well he had his chance but he blew it," I responded walking to my bag. I start to get irritated just thinking about him. "Really? Mehki is that stupid?" he asks. "Yes, yes he is. But I have to go because my mom is outside. Good luck coach!" I say before running out the door. "Bye Zayn!" I hear him yell.

My phone beeps with notifications from Savannah and from my mom. I respond to my mom first, saying that I'm walking outside and respond to Savannah saying that we will be home in 10 minutes. Although she gets on my nerves, I'm looking forward to seeing her and hanging out with her before the game. I then walk outside and wait for my mom.

Pre game make out sesh😏😏, teehee. Thought you guys would enjoy a short and sweet chapter after all the shit I've given you lol.

What's your first impression of Mehki's dad, Coach Williams?

Question of the day: How tall are you? I'm 5'7😌

Kisses😘 -N