Does He Know ~ Zayn Malik

Chapter : Five

-Monday-

I spent Sunday with my mom. I woke up at 9 to make her breakfast in bed and I joined her. After breakfast, we laid in bed watching movies then decided to go to lunch and the beach. We got takeout for dinner too. I got off of my bed and searched my closet. What to wear? What to wear? It's Monday, why give a shit? I put on a dark grey tank top, shorts, a sweater, and high length knee socks with black vans. I walked downstairs and ate breakfast alone since my mom went to work earlier. I got in my car and drove to school.

I walked into 5th period not knowing what to expect from Bipolar A.K.A. Zayn. I walked in and sat down. Zayn walked in with a beanie and shades. "Woah still too hungover? And I wasn't invited." I said as he took his seat. "You don't drink anyways." He said. "And how would you know that?" I questioned. "That night at the club, when I kissed you. You didn't taste like alcohol. Everyone who goes there drinks." He said. Well damn. He smirked at my astonishment. "Okay students. Settle down and work on your paintings." Said Ms.Miller. I didn't feel like working so I didn't. I walked to 6th period and sat next to Kyle. "So little Ms.Hendy, any news today?" He asked and I laughed. "You sure do love gossip don't you?" I asked. "Yep." He said and I laughed.

-Next Day (Tuesday)-

I decided to go with my black shorts and a white Adidas shirt. I ate an apple on my way to school because I was in a hurry. In the halls, I ran into someone. "I'm so sorry-" I was cut off. "Watch it!" I looked up to see the prissy bitch. "On second thought, I'm not sorry." I said and she raised an eyebrow before doing the unthinkable. She poured her ice coffee all over me. I heard someone laughing behind her. Zayn. I don't know what hurt more, Zayn laughing, or holding back from punching Whitney in the face. I walked out and drove home. She's not worth getting suspended for. I showered and changed into something else. I drove to school during lunch. As I strutted my way into the cafeteria, everyone turned their heads, surprised to see me again. I walked over to 'Whitney's table', which was next to Zayn's table. "Pull one more stunt and bitch you'll end up in the grave by the time I'm done with you." I said. All her slutty, caked face friends, and the guys in the next table turned to look at us as she stayed quiet. "Tootles!" I said in a high pitchy voice they always do and walked away to Ky's table.

"Well bitch damn. I fucking love you." Said Lauren. "I'm all yours babe." I said. "I don't get why people are too scared of her." Said Amy. The bell rang and Sarah and I walked into 4th period. Unfortunately, we have a seating chart and I don't sit anywhere near Sar. I took my seat and Zayn walked in. "Mr.Malik, I read my email. They transferred you into this class. Take any open seat you desire." Said Mrs.Lynn. He scanned the room before walking towards me. I put my legs up on the chair next to me. "This seat is taken." I said coldly. "Yeah by me." He smirked. "Nope, by him." I said pointing to Mason who is walking in. He clenched his jaw. "Sabrina." He said. "Zayn." I mimicked. His eyes got a darker shade but walked away. I let Mason sit down. Mason is one of my very few guy friends here. He's really sweet and down to earth. "I'm so sorry about my sister." He apologized. Yep. Whitney is his sister. "It's okay." I said. "I know she's a bitch-" He started off. "Mason." I put my hand on his bicep. "It's okay, it's not your fault." I said and he gave me a warm smile which I gladly returned.

Zayn's P.O.V~

My blood boiled at the way they looked at each other. They talked all during class and he made her laugh which got me even more pissed. I just looked at them. When I arrived she was so..bitchy. But I mean I can't blame her. She has every right to be angry at Whitney. Keywords: at Whitney. Not me. I thought we had something going on. As the bell rang, I watched her hug Mason. Stay calm Zayn. Stay calm. I walked into 5th period. She was already sitting down. "Hey babe." I winked and she rolled her eyes in disgust. "What the fuck is wrong with you?" I asked. "Me? You! You didn't bother to back me up." She said really mad.

Sabrina's P.O.V.~

Yes I'm still mad. If he actually cared he would've at least told her to stop being a bitch. But no. He laughed. I blew him off for both periods. I went to my locker. "Rina." He sad. "It was funny so I laughed." He chuckled. I can't. I fucking can't. "Hey Jenny, are you done with that?" I asked pointing at her In-N-Out cup. "I don't want it anymore. You can have it. It's Dr.Pepper." She said handing it to me and I gladly took it. I took off the cap. "Sabrina-" I cut him off by copying Whitney. "WHAT THE FUCK!?" He screamed. "Is it still funny?" I questioned and walked away afterwards. I drove home and prepared to prepare dinner, lasagna.

Someone knocked on the door. Expecting it to be my mom, I answered it. "Welcome home mom- what are you doing here?" I asked looking at Zayn. "I'm sorry I laughed. I know it was a dick move. I deserved that Dr.Pepper." He said. "No..no you didn't. I don't even know why I was mad. We aren't even dating." I said. "We can-" I cut him off. "You're still a dick." I said. "I'm sorry. Do you forgive me?" He asked and I sighed. "Fine." I sighed and he hugged me which took me by surprise. "Now leave, stalker." I said and he chuckled but he left. This boy is something. My mom finally arrived and we sat down to eat.