The new student ~ ZarryStylik

Chapter 16 - next monday

The next morning, Zayn has the feeling that he only dreamed everything. The camp, the forest adventure, Harry, but then his gaze falls on the crystal ball. It lies next to him on the bedside table. A single ray of sun shines through a crack in the curtain and breaks in it. It flashes mysteriously.

Zayn takes the ball in his hand and turns it back and forth.

"Are you sure that you can ride your bike to school again today?" Asks Zayn's mother shortly afterwards at breakfast. "You can also go with dad."

"No, it's okay." Zayn grumbles between a bite of toast and a sip of cocoa. "The leg no longer hurts at all."

When Zayn rolls out of the driveway on his mountain bike, he waves happily. "Bye. See you later."

But then he has to grit his teeth in order not to start screaming out loud. With every single step on the pedals, pain runs like thousand pins through his leg. "Shit." Zayn whines softly to himself. "Why am I doing this to myself?"

He gets the answer when he turns into the school yard and heads for the bicycle stand. Harry leans on his silver racing bike and grins at him from afar.

"Hey, I've been waiting for you." "Hello." Zayn brushes a stubborn strand of hair from his forehead and laughs happily at Harry.

"Where you were yesterday? I missed you in the evening."

Harry takes his backpack and waits for Zayn to lock his bike. "My mother picked up Lia, Jannik and me earlier." He replies. "I'm sorry, did I miss something?" "No." he says "But I would have liked to say goodbye to you and say thank you. You know, because of the trench and that you were looking for me and all."

He struggles to find the right words. But Harry already waves it away. "That goes without saying."

Harry holds the class door for him.

When Zayn and Harry enter the class at the same time, all conversations fall silent. All heads turn to them in a matter of seconds. A low whistle comes from somewhere.

Zayn swallows and turns to Harry for help. But he just laughs and says "Have a nice Monday morning everyone."

A couple of girls are grinning.

As if on cotton wool, Zayn goes to his seat.

Louis immediately takes him in his arms. "Don't worry about the others. That'll be back soon."

Hopefully Zayn thinks so.

And then for the first time he is happy that Mrs. Honey appears and the class begins.