Best thing ever ♡

♡♡ THIRTY FIVE ♡♡

Charlotte's p.o.v...

"Heellooo best friend! How ya doin'?" Sebastian chirped in my ear as I pulled books out of my bag and placed them neatly in my locker. I then turned around to acknowledge him and his eyes went wide.

"Woah! Why do you look like a former member of some zombie apocalypse threatening to eat the brains out of the entire humanity!? He asked before pulling me in for a brief hug.

"Yeah nice to meet you too!" I said sounding exhausted.

"No but seriously, what happened!? You look like crap today! He said as we started making our way to the first class of the day - the one and only 'History' !

"Well, thank you for your lovely compliment! It really helps when you've been up all night completing assignments and preparing for the up coming class tests!" I said sarcastically.

"Wait, what assignments!?" He asked looking horrified.

"The ones which you probably wouldn't even bother looking at! So don't sound so suprised!" I stated.

"Hey!" He said slapping my arm lightly "that's not true! I do complete my assignments."

I raised my eyebrows in an -'oh really!?' kind of way.

"Yeah okay now that's a different thing that I complete only the ones which require less efforts!" He muttered under his breath.

"Ha! See that's what I mean!" I said before we entered the history class and began the day....

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"I wonder where Zayn is!" I said confused as sebastian and I made our way to the canteen. I hadn't seen him the whole day. It's lunch time and he's still not here.

"He might be sick or something!" Sebastian said shrugging a bit.

"But I don't understand. Yesterday, when I met him, he was perfectly okay and he didn't even mention anything about skipping school today." I said before taking my cell phone out of my bagpack and dialing Zayn's number.

The ring went on for a while but no one answered the phone. I tried it two more times before finally deciding that I'll drive to his house after school today.

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I killed the engine of my car as I reached Zayn's drive way. I could see another car parked in front of the house and it wasn't Zayn's.

"I wonder who could be at his place at this time of the day. " I muttered under my breath and

began walking towards Zayn's porch and knocked.

I stood there waiting for another five minutes for someone to open the door but no one did.

I then took out my phone from the back pocket of my pants and dialed Zayn's number for the hundredth time today.

Luckily he answered his phone this time.

"Umm..hey baby!" He said from the other side of the line.

"Shut up and open your front door to right now! I've been worried sick the entire day about you and you don't even bother answering your phone and then you don't even open your front door. What's wrong with you?" I said sounding extremely annoyed and worried at the same time.

"I can't. ..I can't answer the door right now. I'm. ..actually. ..umm..sick" he said coughing and I could easily make out that it was fake.

"You don't have to lie to me you know!" I said calming down a bit.

"What? No! Why would I lie to you? I'm really sick. I've got flu and I don't want you to come over here because then you'll catch flu too." He said trying to sound convincing but in vain.

"Oh quit it Zayn! You know I'm not gonna buy it! There's no point in lying now. I could easily make out that you were fake coughing! " I said " but it's okay, if you don't wanna talk to me, I'll go. Bye." I said hanging up the phone and began walking towards my car.

What is wrong with Zayn? I thought to myself. Does he wanna leave me already? Is he tired of me!? Oh god! Am I that annoying?

All these thoughts took over my brain as I walked on the concrete pavement of the front lawn of his house.

Then when I was about to open the door if my car, I heard zayn calling my name from behind.

"Charlotte wait.!" He said jogging towards me. He was wearing his grey sweatpants and a black pull over jacket with its hoodie pulled over his head.

" please don't be mad at me!" He said panting a little. I couldn't see his face properly because of the shadow cast over his face by the hoodie

"I'm not mad at you. I'm just.... I don't know Zayn! Why wouldn't you wanna talk to me?" I said as my tears filled my eyes.

Stupid tears! I didn't wanna cry in front if Zayn for such a stupid reason!

"It's not that I don't wanna talk to you Charlotte. Believe me or not , talking to you actually makes me feel better every time but it's just that....... I don't know how to explain it to you" he said putting his hands on my shoulders.

Now we were so close that I could see his face and by what I could see, he had a black eye and a few cuts and scratches on his face. He might have gotten into some other fight I thought .

"Explain what?" I asked confused " and what happened to you face?"

"That is what I can't explain." He said taking a step back.

"You know you can tell me everthing! " I said, not wanting him to distance himself from me.

"Not this Charlotte. Please. You have to understand that there are something I cannot tell you" he said "and for now, it's better if you just go home and rest. I'll not be attending school for a few days so please don't try contacting me." He said and started walking back towards his house leaving me on the end of his pavement speechless.

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Heya my lovely readers!!

Okay so today when I was going through some of Zayn's old tweets, I found the tweet that I've kept the picture on the side of this chapter.
It says 'Best thing ever hahaha!'
Now I know that it has nothing to do with my story but there's no harm in thinking otherwise!!
I know you guys think I'm probably think I'm crazy but really I am!!
Hehe!
Sorry for the stupid author's note but I just had to post this....
Okay so that's it's..
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