Him <3 ~A Zayn Malik Fan-Fiction~

~Chapter 8~ New Makeups and New Breakups

~Two Weeks Later~

I was sitting in study hall, reading one of my favorite books, The Host.  Today was a day to smile.  Exams were over, it was Friday, and things were going great.  

Things with Zayn and I have been going great.  We I developed a schedule everyday after school.  We would talk in his music room, then go on the roof.  

Not only have we been together a lot, we just talk about anything.  We could come up with a random topic and talk about it for hours.  We havent had a title yet, but I knew something was brewing.  Just the feeling of our lips touching was incredible.

I'm sure Zayn hasn't figured out a title of us yet.  I definitely don't want to take things too fast.  I just wanted be able to talk to him, and maybe kiss a little.

Zayn was everything that I had ever even dreamt of in a guy.  I didn't even have an idea they still existed.  When I talk to him, it feels like I am in a different place.  Just the sound of his voice, and his adorable eyes, he just makes me feel all fluttery

But I know this is only the cupcake phase.  I knew sooner or later that he was gonna dump me for some sexy blonde who would have sex with him on the first day.  So I figured it was only best to enjoy the moment now, because when its over, it's gonna hurt. 

 Zayn had different classes, and Jessica still hated my guts. So I stood in the library reading my book when a blonde girl walked up to me.  She had her hair in bouncy luscious curls with cutoffs and an over sized sweater. I layed my book on my chest and she gasped.

"Aren't you that girl from the party?" She asked "No wait, you're that girl in that picture?" I did't have any idea if she was asking me or telling me, but luckily I didn't punch her since she looked a little slow.

"May I help you?" I said annoyingly

"Sorry I'm not so good at these." She sat down at my table. "I'm Nicole ." She held out her hand for me to take it.

"I'm Riley." I replied shaking her hand.

"This must be you're first year." I claimed.

"Am I that bad!" She gasped.

I put the book mark in my book and laughed at her.  "I could tell, because people in our school don't approach people by telling them things they don't want to hear."

"I guess that was a little stupid, huh?" She said.

I nodded and we both started to laugh.  Then our laughing turned into a full blown convo about guys.

"I want a guy who's comfortable around everyone.  He's not afraid to walk around naked if everyone is around.  I want the flirt who wants me all the time.  He isn't afraid to tell me he wants me.  We can go out and party everynight.  He isn't afraid to sneak me out at night." She took a deep breath.  God why can't I find someone like that." She wanted the flirty sex god who only wanted to get in your pants and party with you, in other words, she wanted someone like Brad.

"It should'nt be hard to find someone like him, there are guys like that all over this school." I was suprised at how shallow she was.  I could tell she was looking for someone to spend the night with.  She wanted to have the fun and sexy boyfriend.  But i wanted something totally different.

"I want that guy who could stay up with me all night if I'm having a bad day.  He'll comfort me and tell me I'm beautiful every chance he got.  I want the guy who would rather stay home and cuddle with me instead of going out.  I could trust him with all my secrets." I described him perfectly. 

It was that moment that he walked up to our table  with a guy.  He walked up to me and planted kiss on my lips.  He then introduced us.

"Girls, this is my  good friend Harry." Zayn announced.  He's from Cheshire, England.  He just moved down a few days ago."