The One With The Nerd || Larry Stylinson

Chapter 16: What Is This? Democracy?

There are sooo many cute zarry pics..

Anddd off we go :)

~♡~

But that was short-lived when I saw Zayn dialing a number and holding his phone to his ear.

My eyes widened comically, and without a second thought, I leapt for his phone, attempting to pry it away from his ear.

"What the hell are you doing?" He chuckled, confused. "Did you not wanna go see-"

The Crazy Frog ringtone coming from my pocket cut him off. Gosh dammit! I need to learn how to put my phone on silent!

Niall stood in the background, head thrown back in a fit of laughter. Well. Zayn was staring from me to the ringing in my pocket with furrowed eyebrows and a dumbfounded expression. He then gave me the biggest smile known to man, eyes crinkling, cheeks rising, and perfect teeth on display.

I felt my heart drop, I'm not ready to explain all this to him! No matter how genuinely happy he seems.

My gaze falls to the floor, and I felt defeated. Sure, it sucks that Louis found out, but I'm not as close with him as I am Zayn. I don't know if i could handle Zayn's judgement, not that he's a very judgemental person... but he is my best friend.

When I looked back up to him, he was still holding his phone up to his ear, only he was no longer smiling at me. He raised a brow, "are you gonna get that.. or-?"

Hahaha is he serious? Surely he's kidding.

After a moment of staring at him dead in the eye, waiting for him to crack, I realised he was being serious... and an idiot.

His geniusness.. it scares me sometimes.

I stood there, relieved and also gobsmacked at his apparent stupidity, even Niall had facepalmed and was shaking his head. Zayn gave me an expectant look, so I extracted my phone from my pocket, quickly declined the call and brought my phone to my ear. I paced back a few steps, so they wouldn't see that I'd declined it, then I said 'hello' as if it wasn't Zayn who had just tried to contact me.

"Uh, yeah- no-! I'm not skipping school... why do you ask?" I began, pretending there was someone else on the line. I'm just making a conversation with myself, nothing wrong with that. Just going off of the first thing that came to mind, which oddly enough, were the classes that I'm missing.

I paused for a bit, glancing down at the ground to make it look like I was contemplating something that the other person was saying. "No, uh... yeah, all good I'll talk to you later."

I brought my phone back to my pocket, making sure it was now on silent - I don't want that happening again.

Niall and I gave each other a look, and he bit back a laugh while fake-clapping, to not obtain Zayn's attention, and I just rolled my eyes, letting out a soft sigh of relief. Zayn was stood off to the side a bit, repeatedly staring at his phone before bringing it to his ear, over and over again. Give up, I'm not gonna answer!

Niall came up and stood beside me, wrapping an arm around my shoulders to whisper in my ear; "smooth."

I chuckled, pretending to wipe some sweat from my forehead and he just suppressed some more laughter. "I was shittin' myself the whole time, bro-dude. I swear I was- could you see my hands trembling?"

I chuckled, feeling a bit high off of adrenaline. If Niall wasn't holding me secure, I swear I'd have fallen over. "Well, you played it off very well." He laughed, wiping a hand over his mouth to try and contain it. "Almost had me convinced, had you not tried to snag his phone in the beginning."