Heather || HS

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D A H L I A
[ PLAY: Coffee Breath by Sofia Mills ]

"So you love art?" Zayn asks as I took a sip of my smoothie. I nod my head before gulping down the cold drink and smile at him.

"Yes, it's my favorite. I love pottery, I think it's my most favorite type of art where you start from this ball of clay and just turn it into something beautiful. I paint sometimes too but only when I really feel like doing it." I tell him as he nods his head, almost listening intently before sitting back into the backrest.

"I spray paint actually. I just love making these doodles I draw and just plaster them at a freedom wall." Zayn sheepishly says and my eyes widen, a little surprise from that information.

"That's cool! Maybe you could teach me sometime." I tell him and I felt my cheeks heat up as he chuckles and nod his head before throwing another chip into his mouth.

"I'm really happy that you actually wanted to hangout with me. I wouldn't have believed Harry if you didn't confirm it." Zayn tells me honestly as he smiles at me. I laugh shaking my head as I take one of his chips and crush it inside my mouth.

"I mean I didn't really suggest to do it, he just assumed that I had liked you or something and I thought why not, it's just hanging out anyway." I say as I look down on my hands, feeling shy because it sounded pretty rough that I had intended it to come out.

He then took a hold of my hand, and brought it up to his lips. I felt the cold, wet surface of his lips touch my warm skin. My face was definitely red as a tomato but I didn't really know how to act about it.

"It's okay Dahlia. We don't have to go fast." He tells me, squeezing my hand a little before pulling away and smiling at me while I was an idiot who's face was red from the sudden touch Zayn just made.

He eventually made me feel better insisting that it was fine and I shouldn't think deeply about it. I know Zayn only means to make me feel better and I really appreciate him for the kindness he's been showing me ever since he came to pick me up from my house and now here at the little diner that I now love and adore so much.

I didn't really expect Zayn to come off as an easy guy but he really is. He's very laid back, he's very simple and creative. He has many tattoos and I admire that from him. I also found out that he's older than the boys, he's already twenty and has dropped out of college to pursue a music career. He's currently struggling right now but when he heard about the boy's band, he knew he wanted to join them. Good thing he was actually friends with Harry. He met Harry a year ago at a mutual friend's party and just hit off as soon as they found out they both have a love for music. It made me happy when he talked about Harry. How he has given him even more opportunities here in Chesire and that where he lives in Bradford, Music wasn't really something the people focused on back there.

"But why are you inside our campus? You're not in high school anymore." I ask him, just confuse at how everyone thought he's a new student when they haven't even seen him enter one class. Zayn laughs before leaning his elbows on the table with a small smile on his face.

"The Principal is actually my mom's best friend. Mr. Hogges has pretty much been at all my birthday parties when I was a kid so he knows I'm not trouble." He tells me, laughing at the end and I nod my head, now understanding everything even more clearer now.

It was around nine when we decided to leave the place. They were closing down in a few already so we figured it would be better to leave now. Zayn took me home, he decided to leave a kiss on my cheek before driving away from my neighborhood. I was a ball of red when I came back to my room. I'm so glad my parents aren't home right now or else I would be teased until the end of me.