[Z A Y N] holy shit wut
I waltzed into art class, slouching down into my assigned seat. Amber was next to me, typing away on her phone, and I suddenly felt nervous when she looked up at me. She chuckled, "where the hell did you shop? Dump Couture?" She smirked, looping her finger in the hole on the sleeve. I knew she was joking, and I found it funny. But I wasn't necessarily in the mood after having my mums cat claw my chest this morning, leaving harsh scratch marks.
"Where the hell did you shop, American Whore Outfitters?" fucking nice one Zayn, way to flatter the girl.
Amber huffed, looking down at her shirt before crossing her arms embarrassedly. "M'sorry," I mumbled, looking down at my blank sketch pad.
"Yea right," she retorted before sliding into the empty seat next to some guy Leon. Great going fucktard.
I groaned, rubbing my face as the teacher continued explaining that we had time to finish our other drawing from the other day. I didn't listen though, and started a whole new one.
[A M B E R]
Me: God fucking shit dammit fuck fuck fuck fuck
Mickey Mouse: What happened?
Me: Zayn fucking Malik that's what
Me: God I'm just joking around bc he had a small damn hole in his sleeve and he goes out and fucking insults me like what the fucking fuck did I do to him!! I was like where'd u get this dump couture? and he goes well were do you shop whore outfitters?
Me: I was joking tho and he sounded like totally serious
Me: I didn't look slutty or anything today did I?
Mickey Mouse: Of course not! You looked great!!
Mickey Mouse: I heard him talking to one of his friends and he was like "don't mess with me my stupid cat clawed my skin out earlier" or something. He could of just had a mood from that
Mickey Mouse: Did he at least say sorry??
Me: Yea :/
Mickey Mouse: Ok so then at least he said sorry. He probably didn't mean it either since it's not true. Just because he had an attitude earlier doesn't mean that he's an asshole all the time. People are different once you get to know them
Me: Are you saying I have to get to no him? D:
Mickey Mouse: Idk maybe, you should tho, he could turn out better then u think
I sighed, frowning. Did I really want to get to know him? I mean sure he could be nice sometimes, but then at other times he's a complete dick. Either way it could end up two different ways, and neither of them was one I wanted.
Me: Ugh
Me: Ur a bitch
Me: I'll think about it
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FanfictionUnknown Number: Tbh you're beautiful. Unknown Number: Sorry, that was like straight to it, wow I sound weird rn. ❁ ❁ ❁ ❁ [COMPLETED] COPYRIGHT © 2016, qualitystylinson please do not copy or steal my story, or translate it unless given permission.