Love is Bitter the Second Time Around [Ziall Trilogy]

Chapter One: Second Year Together

It's finally senior year of high school. It took some time to finally get through to him, but the main point is we're together. And that's all that matters.

"Come on Niall, take off the scar." I said to him, who was refusing to. I don't know why he still wears that thing; we're together now. "No Zayn." he pouted. "Ugh, why not? I want to see your beautiful face again." I said, reaching for the fake scar. "I thought you said you didn't care about it?" Niall said pulling away from me. "That again Niall? You know I love you. I just don't know why you are being so insecure about it." I said.

"Zayn..." he said, "Please." I said putting on puppy eyes. "Ugh, fine Zayn." he slowly peeled it off. "There. Happy?" he said, placing it in his backpack. "Much better." I said, and pulled him into a tight hug giving him pecks all over his face. "Stop it Zayn." Niall giggled. "Aww, why." I asked playfully, and pressed my lips against his.

Before we could get anymore intimate, he pulled away, leaving me craving for more. "Zayn, I can't not wear the scar. People'll stare." he said. I rolled my eyes, "Then let them stare, I want them to be jealous that I'm the only one who could have you." I smiled, and this time he rolled his eyes. He picked up his backpack. "Come, on Zayn. It's time for class." he smiled, and pulled me along with him.

I feel like the luckiest person on earth right now. I had Niall as my boyfriend. We had every single class together. We were going to graduate together this year. I couldn't ask for anything more. Except maybe to finish that kiss. I sighed and followed him. First month of school and I was already tired of it.

"Hey, Niall. Hey Zayn." someone said, as we walked into the class. "Hey, Justin." Niall smiled. Last year, Justin was one of my only friends I had that I could trust. Before the talent show, I asked him to stay with Niall for me so he wouldn't get into any trouble with anyone else. It seemed pretty easy for him; afterall, he was a pretty chill guy anyways. Who wouldn't like to be his friend?

"Hey Justin." I smiled to him. I probably would've never gotten together with Niall without him. I owe everything to him. I was sitting behind Niall so whenever I leaned forward, I could kiss his neck, or tickle him; on my left, was Justin... who was staring at Niall intently, and then suddenly spoke up. "Hey, Niall I just noticed something... what happened to that scar?" he asked curiously. I guess he never really knew that the scar was fake, because he seemed really shocked to see it off.

"Oh.. I took it off." Niall explained, but Justin was still a little confused. "Uhh what?" he asked. "It was a fake scar." Niall said, and finally realization hit Justin, because he made a little 'o' shape in his mouth. "Wow, really. I had no idea." he said. I chuckled at that. "At first when I met him I thought it was real too." I pointed out.

"Well, you look... sexier without it." Justin told Niall, who was blushing. Is he trying to flirt with my boyfriend? I ignored the compliment and kissed Niall. The teacher finally walked in and saw us.

"Alright class, We're going to be watching a video today, so take out a sheet of paper and jot down some notes. They're due at the end of the period." Ms. Bates said. "And guys, please no more PDA in here." Niall and I chuckled. Ms. Bates was one of my favorite teachers. She didn't mind us being a couple and in her class. She didn't even mind us making out, until one day we just got really excited, so she had to tell us to stop. It's cool though, I was still able to give Niall short kisses.

Ms. Bates turned on the projector, and played a video documentary about the Napoleonic Wars. I was actually pretty into it, but within a few minutes, in the corner of my eyes, I could see Justin stealing glances at my Niall. That's right, my Niall. I looked at him and gave him a little push. "Stop looking at Niall." I whispered. He smiled, and ignored me then looked at the screen. What is wrong with him? I was getting a little mad at him, but I know I shouldn't be.

After class, I had to talk to Justin alone. "Zayn, aren't you coming?" Niall asked me. "Hold on, I'll catch up with you." I muttered, "I have to talk to Justin." He nodded and continued off without me, Justin walked out of the classroom next. "Hey, Zayn." he said, and smiled. "Don't hey Zayn me. What were you doing in class?" I asked him. "Chillax man, well, I thought you were there too. We were watching a video and taking notes." he said calmly. "No, why were you looking at Niall?" I asked trying to not shout.

"Mmm, I dunno." he said. "Look, if you try anything, watch out." I said. "Alright, bro. You don't have to get all angry about it. It was nothing." he said. Yeah, right it was nothing. I know he's up to something. Even if he's my friend, I don't care. I don't want anyone else near Niall. He's all mine. "Well, later then." Justin smirked, and walked off. I just know something's wrong with him. He wouldn't take Niall away from me would he?

I went to my next class, and saw Niall waiting for me in his seat. "Hey, what took you so long?" he asked me. "Oh, nothing. I just had to ask Justin something." I said, sounding a little irritated. I looked at Niall, who was frowning. "What's wrong, Zayn?" he asked me, putting his hand on my shoulders. "Nothing." I muttered, but Niall didn't seem satisfied enough. "It's nothing Niall, don't worry." I said changing my tone.

I can't let Justin get between me and Niall. I worked so hard to get Niall, I gave up everything to be with him; he's supposed to be mine.