The Mess We Made(A One Direction Story)

Chapter 4

Zayn Malik took a final drag of his fag before dropping it to the floor and stepping on it before walking up up the steps into the school, he walked through the crowds of younger years, walking to the year 11 common room.

Most people weren’t here yet, so the common room was practically empty except for a group of four girls, one being the blonde he saw in art the other day. She looked just as beautiful, today she was in a black Led Zeppelin crop top, a leather jacket, and some worn out effect shorts with crosses on the pockets and a black hat on her head, he noticed the tips of her hair were now pink, and she was smiling and laughing as she talked to the girls. - Perrie. She really was stunning.

He glanced around, there were some people sat at desks doing homework that should've been done weeks ago, and Liam and that new kid were spread out of one of the couches, whispering and smiling.

He’d never seen that Liam kid smile before, but....he actually looked kind of flawless when he smiled.

He was wearing a grey ‘hate’ t shirt with some black jeans and converse, his tattoos showing and his biceps and the outline of a six pack and now Zayn could really see the kid, he saw how hot he really was.

Zayn shook his head, god he was going crazy.

He looked from Perrie to Liam, they were the only two people in the room he’d consider talking to, so with a sigh, he dropped his bag near the door and  he walked over to the four girls. “Hey girls, mind if I steal your friend away?” He said, eyes on Perrie.

The redhead looked up, eyes brow raised “Depends, you’ve got quite a reputation.”

“Jesy!” Perrie snapped. “I’m sorry, ignore her. I’ll be right back.” She said to her three friends.

“Hi” Zayn smiled as they walked away.

“Hi?” Perrie repeated cautiously.

“I...I’ve seen you around quite a bit lately, and I thought, maybe....I dunno, we could go on a date?”

Perrie looked shocked for a second but easily composed herself. “Sure?”

Zayn smiled. “OK. Where do you live? I’ll pick you up at eight?”

Perrie shook her head. “I’ll meet you somewhere?”

“Umm...” Zayn frowned. “OK?”

“I’ll meet you here?” Perrie said and Zayn nodded.

“Ok...I’ve got to go find my friends, but I can’t wait for tonight!” Zayn said, daringly kissing her cheek before walking out.

He realised he’d forgot his bag and turned back.

“You’re going out with him?!” A girl gasped just as he was about to walk in.

“Shut up!” Perrie whined.”He’s cute.”

“But...he’s Zayn Malik!” A different voice said, another geordie.

“You’re judging him because of silly rumours, I’m going out with him, and I will decide if I like him or not, ok?” She said in her geordie accent.

“Where do you think he’ll take you?” The third voice stepped in.

“I dunno, but...I doubt it’ll be anywhere fancy, hopefully not, I just won't eat it. I just want like fish and chips or a burger or something REALLY fattening, y’know?” She said. “And I dunno, I like the whole cliche dates? and if he makes me laugh alot, sorted, otherwise I’ll just be like take me home” She said.

The three others were laughing.

Zayn felt bad for listening in, but he was glad he did, because she sounded like his perfect girl right now. He ducked in, grabbing his bag before jogging to the football pitch where he was sure the others would be.