2 : meeting Zayn

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Waking up early I checked the time.

7:05 just on time! I had to :wash up and pray, clothes, makeup, hair, breakfast, and get my bag to catch the bus!

After praying Fajr I did the rest and said salam to my mum before leaving the house. Saying bismillah which means in the name of God, I set of......

You are probably wondering why i'm not wearing scarf to school.

Well, I live in england and the place I live in has not got many Muslims in the area so it's hard to wear scarf without being noticed and I didn't want to be noticed any more than I do no.

now for a busy day!



Catching the bus I sat on one of the seats ignoring the chavs and trouble makers behind me. Reading a Dua in my heart I set for college.

2 hours.later....

huuuh! What a busy morning! I had Literacy and......

"Aliyaaaah!!" oh dear

I turned around slowly to find my friend..(best friend that is) Rosie. She was grinning widely and then I was engulfed into a huge hug. "Missed you twin!"

I laughed. Twin.

We were so alike though so different. I had deep dark brown hair, nearly black with golden brown streaks which appeared in summer and Rosie had dark blonde but dyed blonde with highlights. I had the darkest clear brown eyes, where Rosie had gorgeous, clear blue eyes. She was stick thin...whereas I was..more curvy. A lot if differences but people still managed to get us mixed up!

" I got so much to tell you!!" she said excitedly

I giggled Of course she did! there was always something to say

with Rosie!

"There is a new guy!"

I stopped. There is hardly anyone new here because our college is God and always packed.

"Who left?"I asked. Someone must of left.

She shrieked, "That's the best bit...kind of! It was Claire!"

Yes! sorry excuse me for a second....Aaaaah!!! I shrieked. every school or college there is a group of Sluts excuse my language and Claire was a wannabe bitch. She wore dresses so tight it looked like a long corset no lie!

"Aand I think...the guy is Muslim!" She laughed evilly and looked at me.

I frowned. Really? A Muslim...guy? Hmmm...Pity it was a guy. Is rather have a Muslim friend...who's a girl. Oh well....

"So?" I asked Rosie.

She have me a pointed look.

I got it. "NO!..no..NononoNO!" I shouted. I shuddered. Why would she even think that?

"Well....it's been ages since you had a ......"

I gasped and covered get mouth,and quickly looked around. Coast clear.

Thank God. .Allah?

"Shhhh! That was the worst mistake of my life!And it's against my religion. You know that!" I hIssed at her wearily.

"She gave me a sheepish smile. "Sorry!"

I laughed and told her to forget it. The bell went. Time for 3rd period.

We parted ways and she told new to meet the group by the usual place at lunch. I grinned, nodded and went to my next class...



1 and a half hours later.....

Aah finally. Lunch time!

Bismillah...and we begin!

It was still sunny and summer was only a couple of months away. I was in a happy mood already! MY birthday would be in a months time. I couldn't wai.....BOOM!

aah shi..ugarr. I grinned inside knowingly that I managed to stop myself from swearing.

I was on the floor and my butt hurt like hell...ow!

I looked up and found a hand...wait that sounded weird.

I meant an arm leaning down ...to help....me?

I shook myself inwardly and took the hand asking for forgiveness that I was touching ...probably a males hand.

it was not that bad...bit still.

The hand pulled me up and I smiled. Grabbing my bag off the flood. I dusted my behind and looked up to the guy I bumped in to.

Shockingly bright hazel green eyes stared intently at me. I nearly gasped. Here we go...

"I'm really sorry! I wasn't looking I was going! Are you..." I started to say.

"It's cool, more like are you okay?" His voice was deep but not too deep.

I shyly looked in his eyes and noticed his tan skin to his strong jaw and his dark brown hair which was messed up...nicely? Eughh...snap out of it Aliyah!!

"Um...Yeah I'm fine. I'm sorry again by the way!" I snapped at myself for apologising again I straightened my back and gave him a shy smile.

He grinned back.

"I'm Zayn. Zayn Malik." Haha really? I laughed and he looked at me confused.

Raising my eyebrows at his second name he groaned and said,"Eugh..Don't you start! Every time I meet someone they comment on my name.

And for your information I do not like one Direction!" He laughed.

I groaned jokingly and said,"well if you were the real thing I would of expected an autograph by now!"

He raised his eyebrows and laughed again.,

I giggled with him

"Well, I'm nothing special. I'm Aliyah. Aliyah Asad." I brought my hand up and he shook it lightly.

His hand was warm and small tingl..STOP!

Most not think,about the goosebumps riding along my arm...

His eyes widened at my name and he dropped my hand.

I frowned but didn't comment.

Quickly smiling I mumbled,"Well...I guess ill see you soon!"

He gave me a small smile and nodded.



I sighed and turned around to face a small tree and big bench. Guys these days...all bipolar!

I could see Rosie and her boyfriend Matt laughing at something.

Then there was Lucy, Bella, Max, Jake, Ryan,Ali and Aisha all on the bench.

I smiled looking at all of them. My friends...my little group.

I started walking over to them when Jake caught sight of me and waved. He then saw who was behind me and shouted out,"HEY! Zayn! Come sit with us!"

Max who was next to Jake covered his ears saying, "Dude!" and whacked him on the head.

I giggled but then remembered Zayn.

Ignoring him I went and sat next to Rosie and Matt. Getting my lunch out I listened to their mini argument.

Those two! Always fighting and then making up.

I got bored eventually and then went to the bench waving,at everyone.

Sitting next to Ali and Aisha (the twins) and listened to Jake introducing Zayn to the group.

Guess we have new member ...





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