I'm His

Chapter 5

SOPHIE'S POV:

I woke up to the annoying sound of my alarm clock screeching at me to wake up. I slammed my fist down on the button and sat up slowly. I was so tired from everything happening last night.

I didn't get any sleep. My head was a mess. I couldn't stop thinking about that man.. And why he seemed somewhat familiar. And most of all, why he wanted me. What did he want with me? I'm no one special, honestly. We don't have much money, we don't have some precious jewels, we're just a family struggling to keep a roof over our heads. And why was Zayn so adamant about being with me?

It all just confuses me so much.

I dragged myself out of bed and decided a shower was in order. I walked into the washroom and took a quick shower, letting the hot water relieve my stress. I wrapped a towel around myself and went to my closet.

I got out my black OBEY jumper and some dark skinny jeans. I threw them on and put on my dark red vans. I quickly dried my hair and brushed it, not straightening it today. I put on some foundation and mascara, grabbed my bag and phone and ran downstairs.

It was 7:55. I grabbed a granola bar and a water bottle and waited for Zayn.

At exactly 8, someone knocked on the door.

I opened the door to be greeted by Zayn.. With a busted lip.

"What happened?!" I asked, reaching a hand up to look at it.

Before I could touch it though, he grabbed my wrist in his hand, not too tight, but enough to make me back off.

"Nothing. Let's go." He said harshly, sounding someone annoyed.

I pulled my wrist back to my chest, nodding hesitantly.

He led me to his car and opened the passenger side door for me. I gave him a nervous smile before stepping in.

He got in the drivers side and he drove off to school.

It was a quiet ride. The only sound was the engine roaring beneath us and the soft him of the radio in the back. For some reason, I felt, okay. I thought the car ride would be filled with tension and it'd be awkward, but it wasn't. Being in his car made me feel comfortable, and I don't know, safe?

Strange how the person you fear most can make you feel protected..

We got to the school gates and Zayn quickly got a parking lot in the front of the school before some guys in a fancy red sports car did.

And of course, they would be the biggest douchebags of the school.

Zayn opened my door for me and we turned to walk into the school, before someone yelled in our direction.

"Hey asshole, that's my spot." I recognized Derek Stradford's annoying voice yell out.

Zayn stopped dead in his tracks, causing me to stop to.

"Zayn, come on." I urged him.

He looked up at me with a mix of emotions I couldn't quite recognize before he turned on his heel and stomped over to Derek.

I ran after Zayn and grabbed his arm, trying to pull him back, but he just kept going.

"You know, you better listen to her Malik." Derek tempted Zayn.

This little shit just won't give up. He has to say something.

Zayn stopped when he was right in front of Derek, standing himself up so he stood a good fee inches over Derek.