Best Friends|Zayn Malik

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I wasn't the type who typically attracted high school boys, especially the popular jocks. Those girls were usually well, womanly with big boobs and butts. They had beautiful, luscious locks of hair with giant curls, or sometimes pin-straight. They weren't stick-skinny and boy like with hair that did what it wanted to.

Those girls had plenty of experience with guys, and know how to talk to them to attract them. They'd been kissed by multiple boys, more than once. I, on the other hand, had zero appeal to these guys, and hadn't even been kissed. Never. Not once.

This is why, I was very confused when I was walking to class when a group of jocks, Zayn being one of them, were talking about me. They were saying extremely hurtful, and inappropriate things.

They were saying things like, "when'd you lose it, hunny, 6th grade, 7th?" They were talking about my virginity. Another one said, "wanna meet me behind the bleachers, sugar, you know that's where couples hook up."

But, we aren't a couple, I haven't even been kissed, and I want to go home. In class, I texted my older brother, Ryan. Since my parents worked a lot, he usually took the most care of me. He knew almost as much about me as Zayn. I still didn't know why he hadn't defended me against those jocks, but I didn't have time to ask because Ryan had texted me back.

*phone screen display* Ryan: Sure sis, I'm sorry to hear about that, be there in 10.

I knew could count on him, I thought as I waited for the time to pass. It was only 3rd period, out of 9, but I desperately needed to leave. I daydreamed and thought about the stress of school, Zayn's attractiveness, and my lack of sleep. All of these things depressed me, yet still made me happy.

My lack of sleep was usually due to me thinking about Zayn, which caused school to be stressful in the morning. Basically, all of my problems were because of Zayn, and the worst part was that he had no idea.

I looked at the clock again, and was disappointed to find out that only 2 minuets had passed since I had texted my brother. I decided to try to point out Zayn's flaws to give me a reason not to like him to pass time, but it didn't work. It was impossible to get past those big, beautiful brown eyes, and dark hair and perfect skin.

Why couldn't he have an ugly, secret pizza face, or bad hair days? But he didn't have any of these things, and I was forced to live with the fact that I loved someone, despite his ability to be a complete jerk.

Just as I was about to actually pay attention to class, the voice on the intercom said, "Raegan Green, please report to the office".

Without hesitating, or saying anything to the teacher, I grabbed my bag and rushed to meet my brother in the office. Even though I desperately wanted to tell him about Zayn, I couldn't because he got really overprotective when it came to me and guys.

He said it was because he knew what guys were like, and he didn't want me to get hurt. At times like this though, I wished he didn't care so much.

When we got in the car, Rufus asked me,

"Where shall it be, Steak and Shake, or Dairy Queen?"

He knew the answer though, Steak and Shake had better fries, but Dairy Queen's Blizzards beat shakes by far. We drive silently, because he knew when to keep his distance. When we arrived at Dairy Queen, we ordered, and picked a table to eat at, before slumping down into a booth, face to face.
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I hope you guys like my new chapter, and thanks for reading my last one. Please like or star and comment. Also, ZAYN LEFT THE BAND. It makes me sad because this story is about him because he's perfect but this story still worked even though he isn't with the band (at the moment). -Lauryn ♡