high school >> 1d and 5sos au

three

Natalia

Zayn looked at his watch briefly before saying, "I think we should leave for class, babe."

I fluttered my eyelashes at him as I simpered, "Would it really hurt if we were five minutes late?"

Zayn looked down, laughing an embarrassed laugh, as he replied, "We are already fifteen minutes late, I don't think we should stall any longer."

I sighed. I knew that we should be in class but I couldn't help it. One would've thought that by now, I would have been used to the perfection that is Zayn Malik. If anything, I seemed to be getting more restless around him. I wasn't normally like this, but Zayn isn't exactly your average guy.

Putting my arms around him, I turned him towards me as I whispered, "Are you completely sure that you don't want to stall just a bit longer?"

Fortunately, he took the hint and before I knew it, he was kissing me. Thank God for empty classrooms!

I clutched at his hair as Zayn's hands played with the ends of my shirt. I pulled at his lower lip, giving it a tender nip and I smirked against his mouth when I heard him let out a moan. I frantically tugged at his leather jacket and he hastily took it off. I grabbed his face in my hands and I ran my fingers over the chiseled cheekbones I had always stared dreamily at as I thought about the pros and cons of going all the way in school.

As I was about to press my lips to his, Zayn moved back, disentangling myself from him. Trying to ignore the sharp jab of hurt I felt in my chest, I asked, "What happened?"

"We are bunking class right now," he said. "Not just that, we're making out in a classroom and I don't think that's the best idea, frankly speaking."

I nodded my head even though I felt bummed. "But we can't go to class now. It's way too late and class is almost over."

Zayn replied, "Yeah. But we can't stay here either. We should probably go to our lockers or something."

I raised an eyebrow. God, I was never going to understand what went on in this boy's head.

As we were headed towards the lockers, the bell rang, citing the end of an period. Students poured out into the previously empty corridor. I spotted an unusually passive Rachel and Liam walking side by side, their faces morose. Grabbing Zayn's hand, I went up to them.

"Hey, Rachel, hi, Liam," I chirped pleasantly.

"I'll be back," was all Rachel said as she brushed past us quickly.

With a confused expression, I asked, "What happened to her?"

Liam just shook his head.

"Are you alright?" asked Zayn as he lightly touched Liam's shoulder.

At Zayn's touch, Liam's face contorted. His lower lip puckered and the next moment, he was crying profusely into his shoulder.

"Are you alright?!" I echoed Zayn's question as I looked at Liam worriedly. I could feel people looking at us but I wasn't bothered - just one of the disadvantages of being popular.

Between hiccuping sobs, Liam sputtered, "No, I'm not. Rachel - she - Rachel's moving!"

The moment these words left his mouth, I felt like all the blood had been drained from my face. I could feel my head spin a little as I clutched at Zayn's arm for support.

"Rachel's moving?" asked Zayn, equally stunned.

Liam didn't reply, he just kept crying as he held onto Zayn. I felt my lips part slightly as my jaw slagged down; I was too shocked to snap it back shut.

Rachel, one of my best friends, was moving. I felt a sudden nudge from within as I asked, "How - WHEN? When is Rachel leaving?"

Liam had, by now, steadied himself. Wiping at his eyes, he replied, "She leaves for Glasgow tonight."

GLASGOW? That was so fucking far away. How would I go by her house everyday then? How would we have those awesome sleepovers? How would I even survive?

Rachel was leaving and there was nothing I could do about it.

I know that this chapter is a bit meh, but it was important. I hope the story's not too confusing - if the characters do confuse you, just try to go with the flow and it won't be as hard. Like I've said previously, I have an IG, it's @louawesomesauce and I will follow back if you ask. Please comment and vote, IT MEANS SO MUCH.