One Direction Imagines

Imagine For Savannah

*Requested Zayn Imagine*

~ Savannah ~
"Zayn!" I shouted out for him.
He ran up the stairs and into our shared bedroom.
"What's wrong?" He asked.
"I sort of need your help. Firstly, I'd like you to take my phone. I'm getting distracted from studying."
He chuckled before coming over to me, taking my phone and sitting on the bed with me.
"No, like put it somewhere. Not in your hand. I'll still be tempted."
He shook his head before shoving my phone in his back pocket.
"There. It's gone. Now, what are you studying?"
"Math. I know it's not your favorite, but it's not mine either."
He sighed deeply, grabbing ahold of my book.
"You're lucky I love you."
I giggled and pressed my lips to Zayn's.
"Okay, so the topic is factoring completely. That's the one topic I can't figure out."
Zayn looked at me like I was speaking a different language.
Oh, boy.
After a few math problems, it was already 1:00 am.
This is hopeless.
"Zayn." I mumbled, tiredness taking over me.
"Mmm." He hummed, obviously just as tired at me.
"We-We have more."
He shook his head, too exhausted to do anything but sleep.
And to be honest, I'm too tired to do anything as well.
So, I cuddled up to Zayn as he wrapped his arm around me and we fell into a deep slumber.
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I heard a soft snoring next to me, then I opened my eyes.
Zayn was sleeping peacefully, his arm secured around my waist.
I glanced at the watch on his wrist and my eyes nearly fell out of my head when I saw the time.
Yanking his wrist up, I checked the time again, hoping I was seeing it wrong.
Nope.
I'm 1 hour late.
"ZAYN!" I shouted out, jumping out of the bed, my notes falling over the floor, going everywhere.
No, no, no.
"Savannah, what is going on?" He groggily said, opening his eyes just a little.
"Check your watch."
I tried to pick up all my papers but they were everywhere.
Zayn cursed under his breath when he saw the time and quickly got out of bed to help me with the papers.
"Go get ready; I'll pick up the rest of these." He offered.
I nodded and ran for the bathroom, quickly undressing and getting in the shower.
I've already missed my first class and my second class has 20 minutes left.
My test isn't until my third class so if I can get ready and get to school in 20 minutes, I should make the test.
I'm never gonna make it.
"Zayn! Can you get clothes out for me?!" I screamed out to him, my voice echoing from the shower.
"Yeah!"
After my shower, I quickly ran out of the room in only a towel to change into the clothes Zayn pulled out.
I dropped the towel, leaving me completely exposed.
I felt Zayn's eyes glued to me and I shook my head.
"Not now, Zayn!" I scolded him. "Can you please go plug in my hair dryer?"
He walked into the wall, staring at me, as he went to do what I asked.
Not the time.
Zayn came back out as soon as I finished getting dressed and I ran past him into the bathroom.
"What time is it?" I asked him.
"You've got 7 minutes." He said.
The panic got worse and I ran the dryer over my hair just lightly, enough to dry it a little; the rest can air dry.
Zayn handed me my bag and we quickly ran downstairs and out to the car.
I've got four minutes to get to school.
I'm so damn lucky it's close by.
Zayn pulled up to the entrance and I leaned over, kissing him quickly.
"Thank you. I'll see you later."
"You're gonna do well. Just concentrate. Love you."
"Love you too."
I kissed him again and ran into my school.
As soon as I sat down, the bell rang and a few people walked in late.
Thank goodness I'm not one of them.
My teacher passed out the tests and I looked at the first question and had no idea what the answer could be.
"You have exactly 80 minutes. And that time begins now."
Oh, no.
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* 1 Week later *
As soon as I walked inside the house, I threw my bag on the ground and stomped to the kitchen where Zayn was.
"What's wrong with you?" He asked.
"What's wrong with me?! I failed that damn math test, Zayn! I checked online during study hall. I got a 64%. I failed by one percent."
His face softened and that's when I couldn't take it anymore.
My lip started to tremble and I let out a loud sob that I've been holding in for awhile.
Zayn held me while I cried on his shoulder, finally breaking.
"It's okay, babe. It's only one test." He calmly spoke.
"I can't do this, Zayn! I was stupid to think I could handle advanced classes. I gotta go back to regular."
"No, no way are you going back to regular. You're so smart. You deserve to be in advanced classes. It's only one test, baby girl. You'll do better on the next."
I shook my head out of astonishment.
I can't believe I really failed that test.
Like seriously, my teacher couldn't have bumped it up one percent?
So close.
So close to passing.
"Stop thinking about it, Savannah. It's gonna be okay. We can study harder next time."
He doesn't go.
I don't cope well with failure.
With one thing going bad, I think everything will be failed, even if it's the tiniest thing ever.
"Listen, why don't we go for a little drive to just relax?"
Deciding it was a good idea, I nodded and we headed out.
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* 2 Days Later *
"ZAYN!" I screamed as I ran inside the house.
"Woah, what happened?" He asked, quickly coming into the room.
I couldn't even contain my excitement.
I was practically jumping up and down.
"So that test that I took and failed, well, I got the actual test back today."
I whipped out my backpack and searched to find the test.
When I pulled it out, I proudly showed it to Zayn.
His eyes and smile widened in astonishment.
"W-What? How did this happen? I thought it said online-"
"She put the wrong person's test in! I passed!"
Zayn dropped the test and picked me up, spinning me around, before pressing his lips to mine.
"I'm so proud of you." He whispered against my lips.
"Thank you. I couldn't have done it without you."

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Hi, Savannah! I hope you enjoyed the imagine! Thank you so much for requesting and reading my work!