Secretly Texting [z.m.] ✅

Fifteen

Dedication to BandsxAndxVans bc she's bæ, she's cool and votes and comments like can she just be my bestie already?

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[Z A Y N]

It was a Friday, and Amber hadn't been in school for three days. I didn't know if she didn't come because of that or something else, possibly with her grandmother, but either way I wasn't to excited about it.

I had tried contacting her all day yesterday but each time it kept saying that error shit. Though I was going to talk to her today, maybe she'll forgive me like Stan said.

The classroom filled up, and I watched from my seat as the red haired girl waltzed in. I instantly smiled, though quickly toned it down a bit, not wanting to look "suspicious" or whatnot.

Amber sat down, and looked up to me, "you did something different to your hair," she commented, causing me to be stupid and try to look at my hair, which I obviously couldn't see. "I like it, it's cool," she smiled.

"Thanks," I nodded, "uh, yours is cool too. Well, nice, I mean nice. It looks nice," I spoke. Wow Zayn way to look like an idiot.

She chuckled, "thanks."

I decide to do it then, when she was happy with me and not mentally murdering me. "Uh Amber," I mumbled, watching as she was now on her phone, and I could feel myself getting more and more nervous every second.

"Yea?" She asked, a frown on her face as she looked up from the device.

"I uhm, have something that I uh, need to tell you," I said nervously, and just at the same moment I said that the teacher decided to start talking.

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"Just tell her!" Stan shouted, throwing his hands out to the sides.

"Alright dammi-"

"No now! The more you wait the more she'll hate you!" He told me, rolling his eyes before he picked me up, and threw my over his shoulder. I let out a yelp, through I didn't thrash around, because I've already found out that the boy was too strong for my own good, and that he could easily keep my scrawny body from getting out of his grip.

"Stan I will hate you forever!" I shouted, and I could see him coming up closer and closer to Sierra Calvin, Louis Tomlinson, Amber, and even worse Ambers brother Jamie.

"No stop stop stop stop stop!" I pleaded, and let out a grunt when he suddenly dropped me down onto my feet right in front of Amber, who was giggling.

"Amber, Zayn has something important he needs to tell you," he stated, and then patted my back.

"Yea, I uh, wanted to say uhm," I paused, "that I like your uh, y-your... face?" I ssaid though it came out more as a question, and turned back to look at Stan, who instantly shook his head.

"You know that's not it mate," he said, and featured back to Amber, who was blushing with a smile on her face.

I sighed, and rubbed my face. "Alright," I mumbled. By then it was only me her and her friend Sierra, the others were waiting at was one of their cars about twenty feet away. "Uhm, that guy, that always texts you b-but won't tell you who he is. That's uh, th-that's me," I told her, watching as her face went from a smile to a confused frown.

"What?" She asked, her voice coming out barely a whisper, "no, you can't be, prove it," she said.

I bit my lip, and grabbed my phone from my pocket, my fingers were slightly shaking as I pulled up our texts, showing her them. And when she looked over all of them her bottom lip was trembling a bit.

"I'm sorry," I mumbled, "and I'm sorry if I hurt you in any way but I didn't mean to, I just wanted to talk to you but I was too shy and I'm sorry because I really like you. I wa-"

I was cut off by her, "shut up!" She snapped, "you're the guy who has been texting me for more than like two months by now?! I-I can't believe you!" She exclaimed, and started to turn around, though I grabbed her hand.

"No please Amber I didn't want you to be angry with me! I just wanted to talk to you but I was scared to-" once again, I was cut off by her. Though this time it was by her hand connecting with my cheek, sending me stumbling back a foot.

"I told you my feelings on you! How fucking dare you trick me into telling you what I thought on yourself and getting me to tell you! I actually liked you Zayn!" She shouted, her voice cracking towards the end.

"You're such an asshole! I hate you!" She spat, tears in her eyes as she started to turn around, "and don't bother trying to talk to me because sure as hell I'm not going to respond. Just, don't try anymore."

I watched sadly as Amber walked away, wiping her eyes. She joined her brother and Louis, who both instantly looked at me.