Lust at First Sight [Ziall Trilogy]

Chapter Five: First Kiss

Why do weekends pass by so freaking fast. The only thing I remember was getting my english project done. Other than that, everything was a blur. Oh right, and Zayn also saw me without my scar on....

Walking to school is just too tiring, especially when it's getting colder now, so I decided it'd be better to take public transportation instead. As much as I hated it, taking the bus was just really bad; it was crowded with other students, smelled like urine, and I had to stand most of the time because seats were taken. The bus wheezed pulling to a stop, and everyone piled out. It was like the end of the world or something if you got off the bus last. What's wrong with being last?

I walked through the main entrance, and to my locker. Before the bell rings, I rush to my first period class. Every morning when it's about halfway through this period, I start to fall asleep, but today was a little different. I had too much on my mind about Zayn. What was he going to do to me? I just hope I won't see him ever again.

"Psst Niall." I hear someone whisper to me. I turn around and see a guy I've never seen before. "Someone told me to give this to you." he handed me a note, and I turned back to face the board. In my hand, I slowly unfold the piece of paper. I scan through the words,

Meet me after school in the parking lot. I have to talk to you please. I'll be waiting.

Who is this even from? I turned around to look at the guy who passed this to me. "Do you know who this is from?" I ask him, but he shakes his head. Great. Maybe I'll just go and see who it is, and if I don't like what I see, I'll just go straight home.

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Lunch again finally. I've been able to find a seat with Liam, if not, I don't think I'll be able to eat anywhere looking like this. I'm actually kind of grateful that I have someone like Liam. There are some loners that I do feel sorry for because they don't have anyone. I was still debating whether or not to tell Liam about this note. He'd probably say no and force to take me home, but curiousity got the best of me. I had to figure out who it was.

"Well, Liam. I gotta go now." I said, getting up to throw away my tray. "See ya Niall." he answered and went back to talking with his friends. One more period to go and school's finally out. In English, I felt a little uncomfortable because in this class, I shared it with Zayn. Through out class, I'd catch him sneaking glances at me. Everytime he did, I'd put on a 'wtf' look and he would look away. I was so relieved when the bell finally rang. I couldn't get my mind off the note.

So, right after the period ended, I rushed to my locker to put away my books. I put on my jacket and locked my locker. This was it. I headed outside the building and went to the parking lot. Just as I suspected, no one would be there. As I was about to leave, I heard someone cough and turned around.

"Hi Niall." it was Zayn. He was the one who told me to meet him out here. "Hi... what do you want?" I said. Everytime I see him, it was a natural reflex to ask him that; he always wanted something when he was looking for me.

"Why is it that you always ask me what I want?" he sighed, and took a step closer. I took a step back. "Niall, I just want to talk to you."

Whoop, there it is. He wanted to talk to me. Wait, he wanted to talk to me? I stared at him with a blank expression. "What is there to talk about?" I asked, and he took another step closer. I could see the brown in his eyes. "Why do you wear that on your face?" he said pointing at my scar. Why does he care what I do. I can do whatever the hell I want. "Because it's a free country." I muttered, but he wasn't satisfied with that answer.

"But why? You look so much better without it." he stated. Did he just compliment me? I could feel my face getting heated a little to blush. "Look, it doesn't concern you, and I don't have to tell you anything." I said coldly. The pupil in his eyes diluted, and I could see less brown now. He seemed a little taken back when I said that.