CHAPTER 5
I woke up to the sound of harry breathing heavily, ‘Harry, it’s 8am now get up!’ ‘You want me to wake up at 8 am on a saturday, no thank you!’ He said while he kept shifting in his sleep. ‘I’m gonna go home and shower, i’ll be back in a while’ ‘You can shower here’ ‘nahh, ill go home’ Ok, take care sweetheart’ ‘Thanks, now get off me so i can actually move’ He moved his head from my lap, i got up and he continued his sleep.
I was lying, i’m nowhere near the fact of taking a shower, I’m meeting up with zayn. Me and harry’s most hated person. Which i seemed to be ok with by now.
I went home, got cleaned up and put on a casual saturday morning outfit or at least what seemed good enough to impress zayn. I wanted to impress him, show him I’m not just some A student, goody-two-shoes loser.
I walked out of the house by 8:45, perfect timing. Starbucks wasn’t that far away from my house so it didn’t bother me that i had to go walking. I finally reached there, got some coffee and sat waiting.
Who was i kidding? I’m stupid to think he was gonna actually be here, maybe just some plan to make me seem like a retarded fool. I should’ve known, people don’t just turn nice to people they hate all of a sudden. Especially not Zayn. Who’s known as the bad boy who’s always cracking jokes. I don’t know what kind of bad is that, all i know is that i should stay away.
I’ve heard some rumors in the past saying he smoked for a while, or some rumors that he was in jail for 6 months, then i heard another rumor that he dated 8 girls at the same time for 1 year. There has to be some kind of record for that right?
I waited for about 20 minutes, it got to 9:12, i gave up and started walking out the door, to my surprise i bumped into zayn. His eyes mesmerizing as always, his perfect black hair spiked up, and his usual varsity jacket and tight shirt which showed off his abs. There was no doubt that he was hot, just not my type. I wouldn’t say i hated him, i don’t hate people just cause i heard rumors. Not everything people say is true, i was acing to the thought that he thinks I’m a loser. Why did he even invite me? This has got be good, or otherwise I’m kicking his butt for letting me wake up at 8am on a saturday. He greeted me with a ‘good morning Leja’ and i greeted him back. We went to take a seat as he took his coffee.
We have a weird relationship, one minute he hates me and makes fun of me, the next he greets me and invites me for coffee, and seems to be i was his only victim for that, i don’t see him doing that to any other girls in school! Why me? Only me?
So, beautiful morning eh?’ He said as he took a sip out of his coffee cup. ‘Get to the point already’ He laughed softly. ‘Why in a rush? Anyone else to meet?’ ‘No, it’s just weird waking up at 8 am, sneaking out of your best friends house lying about taking a shower when you’re meeting someone you barley talk to, yeah it’s normal.’ ‘You were at harry’s last night?’ ‘Yeah…’ ‘Ok, so i really need to talk to you about something’ ‘If you need help with science, there’s always Brianna!’ ‘Nahh, i’d rather you help me, but that’s not what this is about’ ‘What’s up then?’ ‘I wanted to start over, i was really harsh on you and i couldn’t stop thinking about that’ ‘You seem ok when you make fun of other girls, what makes me any different, I’m still known as the stuck up loser to you’ ‘If you were a stuck up loser, would i be sitting here drinking coffee with you? … In public?’ ‘What’s that supposed to mean!’ ‘Nothing, just umm… i want us to be friends, you seem pretty cool’ ‘You know what, you’re a prick. You just wanna be my friend cause apparently i can dance, and i look better than vanessa in a short dress.’ I flung right at him. ’True, but I’m really sorry, i promise’ ‘Not everyone keeps their promises right?’ ‘I guess not, but i do’ ‘So?’ ‘Look, let me explain this. My friends don’t think i can get a girl as pretty as you and-’ ‘You’re friends? Those idiots who laugh at everything think I’m pretty? Wow, where did the sun come out form this morning?’ I said sarcastically. ‘do i look like I’m kidding?’ He said with a serious face. i rolled my eyes and demanded him to continue. ‘Ok so, i want to prove them wrong, do you wanna be my pretend-girlfriend?’ ‘No.’ ‘Seriously? As simple as that?’ ‘Yeah, simple.. no.’ ‘Leja please!’ ‘No.’ ‘You’re so cold, you know every girl in this school would kill for this position’ ‘Yeah, but since when did i became like every other girl, zayn?’ ‘If you do it, i’ll get you anything you want’ ‘I’m not poor, zayn’ ‘I’ll get you concert tickets, anything you want!’ ‘I don’t want concert tickets…’ ‘What do you want then?’ ‘Nothing’ ‘How about this? You pretend to be my girlfriend for as long as possible, and i’ll make you look popular, i’ll make you decent for once?’
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