Dirty Secrets(Zayn Malik)

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(A/N) Microsoft makes the spacing weird ahah idek

Chapter Two

 

 

"You got caught, last night!"  A mop of dark brown curls shrieked in to my ear. He quickly clasped a hand over top of his mouth, with his long fingertips expanding over his left cheek. He then glanced around looking if anyone had heard us; finally smirking and focusing his attention back to me. I sighed and unlocked my grey locker door, the metal cold on my finger pads. I stared blankly at the top shelf filled with schoolbooks, and gazed at my schedule on the side- colour coded to match my courses. "No Harry, I said that I almost got caught. There's a difference." I rolled my eyes. I remember texting him this morning, specifically emphasizing the ‘almost’ part.



I shut my locker as we began to move toward our first block class, English. The people in the hallways started to shallow in number, sounds of foot steps grew quieter and locker doors slammed shut. I had most of my classes with Harry except for art, which I was thankful for - I enjoyed revealing my talents alone. "Dude," he began again. "When are you going to invite me to one of these parties?" I rattled my brain remembering the last time he asked me this question. "Styles," I groaned. 




"What?" He retorted, his lips forming a slick smirk. " I just want to know when you'd like to pass the invitation my way." He croaked as the bell rang. He flicked his hair casually shaking his curls loose before repositioning them back into place.


"Let's just talk about this later. Please." I whispered as we shuffled into our English class and took our seats halfway across the room. I watched as my classmates began to file in, filling the empty seats, still chatting. As the teacher came in the noise level began to descend, the room silenced as we waited for class to begin. Mrs. Kindle began to take attendance, looking for any missing persons.

            “Hey,” Harry whispered. I turned to my left, my eyes meeting his green orbs. “No Callum today.” He continued.

I rolled my eyes before turning back around. Callum and I, weren’t the best of friends, never have been, never will. Well, I guess we were friends for a bit, in the 8th grade. He was new to the school and I was assigned to show him around. After that we became really good friends, until just one day he snapped. He started to give me dirty looks in the hallways, stop answering my texts when I asked him what was wrong, and just started avoiding me. I later found out rumors had spread about me just being his friend to fulfill a dare, that he was just a charity case to me. So I began to ignore him, treat him like dirt, I thought we were close, yet he couldn’t even confront me and ask if the damn rumors were even true. How could he think I was so unfaithful to our friendship? We were best friends back then, we told each other everything; I just don’t understand how he thought that was all a façade. But this also gave me an opportunity to become better friends with Harry. Now Callum and I just constantly compete, over academics, sports and popularity.

But Callum not being here this morning meant that he was messing up his attendance record. That doesn’t seem like something he would do, he wouldn’t let me win.

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Harry and I began to make our way across the cafeteria, making our way to the usual table. We took our seats next to Oliver and what seemed to be a new kid.

“Hey guys, this Caspar.” Oliver introduced us. “He’s here for a foreign exchange program from Wales. Caspar smiled, revealing his braced teeth as his cheeks began to turn bright red. I smiled at his shyness. “I’m Zayn, and this is Harry.” I gestured towards Harry.

“Hi!” Caspar beamed towards us, his bright blue orbs full of excitement. His hair had dark roots, which lighted as it reached the tip of his quiff. His accent was rich and the difference

“Have you guys noticed Callum wasn’t here all morning?” Harry questioned.

“Actually, he is here, mate.” Oliver said taking a bite of his sandwich.

“Umm, no he isn’t, Oliver.” I rebuttal. “He didn’t show up to any of the classes I have with him.”

“That’s, cause he was in mine.” Oliver announced. Now I was confused, why would he be in Oliver’s classes. I turned to face Harry, who shrugged and mimicked my actions.

“Why was he in your classes?” I asked.

“He volunteered to show the new girl around. Look they’re over there.” I followed his finger across the cafeteria, my eyes landing on Callum but then faltering onto what I believed was the new girl. Her hair was dark brown but went lighter at the tips, it flowed just down to the middle of her back. Her eyes were a vibrant brown colour that surrounded her pupils. I watched as she laughed, her cute smile making me grin, But I didn’t like who was making her laugh, Callum. She was beautiful, breathtakingly beautiful.

   

“Her name is Mia.” I heard Oliver rip through my trained thoughts. Her name was so sweet reminding me of an angel. My brain began to make me jealous, jealous of her sitting close to Callum and not me. But these angry thoughts vanished as she turned and her brown eyes met mine, a genuine smile plastered to her face, which made me grin in return. Callum followed her eyes and landed on me. He smirked before whispering something into her ear, which caused her smile to falter and stare at me in bewilderment before quickly turning back to face the others at her table. I was confused as to what had caused this sudden change of heart. My thoughts were answered as I saw Callum chuckle and before winking, a smirk plastered to his face, before he scooted closer to Alida and turned his back towards me.

I frowned in confusion, my eyebrows knitting together. Anger began to build up inside me as I began to realize what Callum might have said. Something to make her think different of me, to make me seem like a cold-hearted person. But I couldn’t let that distract me; her name just kept ringing through my brain.

Mia.

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