"Most of all, I hate you because I think of you. Often. It's disgusting, and I can't stop." -Book
"The greatest pain that comes from love is loving someone you can never have."-Quote
"It's the way you make me feel inside"-Song
Today is the first fucking day of Y8. Ahhhhhhhhh. Oh my days, it's time for another ride. Come on, Hazza. He's gotta play Cupid this year, again.
I slipped on my uniform and added a touch of makeup - blush, mascara and highlighter. I tied the front part of my hair back with a hair tie, then added a white bow to finish. Perfume, smoothie, lipgloss and now I'm ready waiting for the elevator.
Ding! Holy fuck, let's go. I stepped out of the elevator and the first person whose presence I was blessed to see was Pedro's. "Hey" I squeaked out.
"Hey, Siyana" he reciprocated, his voice much deeper than last year. I didn't say anything back, but walked all the way to school; my head down not wanting to attract any kind of drama. Maybe, not in the first week of school.
I walked into school and I saw my friends - Lily, Laina, Ava, Evelyn. "Hi, Siyana!" Ava comes forward and hugs me. Shut the fuck up you bipolar ass hoe. Time for fake fucking friends again. Alliteration intended.
Ewww, I just fucking saw Sinamika. I don't want her to rui- shit, is that Malik?
Fuck, he just saw me. Break the eye contact, Siyana. I physically can't turn away from those brown eyes. Why is he still staring at me? Do I look bad? Fuck, what's wrong with me. We've been staring at each other while talking to our friends for the past 20 seconds or so. Did he just? Stop. Stop smirking, Malik! He winked. He fucking just winked. You know what Malik? Two can play this game, little fucker.
I smirk and kiss. In the air but not with my hands, they were on my hips.
His eyes trail down my eyes, my mouth, my lips, my hair, my neck? My neck? Why is he staring at my neck? However, my eyes eventually, gradually trail down his face. His eyes are the same, chestnut colour. He doesn't have that scar on his lips anymore. He's grown around an inch or two but so have I. He's a bit more muscular now, not as skinny as last year but still skinny as fuck.
My days, why is he smiling at me? He raises his eyebrows at me, in a questioning manner and I do the same. Then I fucking pout, why? I don't know. But I pout in a joking manner. He laughs. Not like a chuckle but laughs with his head thrown back and has a tiny dimple popping out in the corner of his mouth.
That dimple is a rare sight to see, only when he's genuinely laughing? Or is he? Yeah, he's probably making fun of me. With Tyke or Damien or Zayn. I'm here fucking being all mushy with him and he's most probably making fun of me with a ghost? I think it's just him because he hasn't been talking to Pedro but just staring at me.
I promised myself I wouldn't have feelings for him. This is how far it's gonna go.
And he turns away but so do I.
Assembly passes by quickly while I'm left wondering about what this year's gonna unfold. Hazza's here. My bestie, westie, mestie, nestie is here.
We go to form and our tutor, who is not Mrs. Brown, gives us a seating plan. I sit with Pedro and a few other people, wait where the fuck is Malik? I slightly tilt my head back and he's sitting with who?
I don't deserve this.
He's sitting with Ava? Whatever, he's far too worse for me. His loss but he hasn't even done anything.
"Siyana! I missed you!" Leah shrieks. I guess she's fine but fuck off. I don't wanna talk to anyone.
"Hi Leah!" I shriek equally as "excited".
"So, are you happy? Because I told out new tutor to not put you and Malik anywhere near each other as you despise each other!" Leah says, in an obnoxiously loud tone. Fuck happy. So, because of this bitch, I have to stare at Malik and Ava sitting together for at least 13 fucking weeks. Fuck off, you huge-ass fat cunt. Malik frowns. I think I'm hallucinating.
"Oh my days!" I squeal. Malik smirks, I said "oh my days!". It's his line.
"I'm so grateful! Love ya" I tell Leah. Malik's neck snaps to the other side indulging in a conversation with Omar.
After introductions, we were ought to play heads down, thumbs up. And of course Malik touched me and I knew it was Malik. "I just know that it's Malik, I can feel his touch" I said.
"Salik ships for life!" Zayn screams. These people haven't changed.
"Yeah, it was me" Malik says. Of course, he picked me.
"Okay, so now we're gonna do 2 truths and a lie. Who wants to go first?" My tutor asks.
"Can I go?" I ask.
"Sure, Siyana. Make them interesting!" She says.
"My birthday is in July, I have three first cousins and I got food poisoning thrice in my life. Guess which one?" I say.
"Okay, does anyone know? Pretty interesting-" my tutor gets interrupted.
"Miss. Narwin, she has 8 first cousins. Four on each side." Malik says nonchalantly.
How the fuck does he know that?
"Is that right, Siyana?" She asks.
"Mhm, yeah." I reply.
"Okay, Malik can go next" she winks. Why?
"My favourite food's pizza, I've never had a soft drink like ever and I have a brother" Malik says.
"Malik's favourite food right now could be a pizza but it's gonna be Siyana!" Pedro fucking says.
"No, his favourite food is shawarma. Especially the one in Galleria Mall" I blurt out.
Silence. Everyone is staring at me. Good. At least, Pedro's comment has been dismissed.
"How do you know that?", "Siyana is so Malik's favorite food", "It's giving they're in love", "Stalker couple" - people in my class
"How do you know that?" Malik asks me.
"Exactly the way how you know that I have exactly 4 first cousins on each side of my family!" I retort.
Silence. No one fucking dares utter a word. Don't burst out laughing. Don't burst out laughing. Don't burst out laughing.
"Art!" Tyke laughs out loud.
"So, that's true Malik?"
"Yeah, Miss." He says, eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
"You're never had a soft drink in your life, Malik. Then what do u drink in restaurants?" She asks.
"Juices, milkshakes, smoothies. You see Miss, me and Siyana have a lot of similarities. Our favourite milkshakes are Oreo Milkshakes and our favourite smoothies are-"
"You said your favourite milkshakes are Vanilla ones" I said, completely turning towards him.
"Not anymore, and I choose Tyke as the next person" he says, shutting me up with a grin.
Fuck.
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Me And Y8
Roman d'amourThis is the second part of the book "My Love Life : Y7". See how Siyana and Malik's story unfolds this academic year! Or is Malik completely out of the frame? Kisses, flirting, stolen glances, banter and maybe dating.... You never know, it's yet to...