Our Little Angel [Zarriall]-[Ziall-Zarry-Narry] (boyxboyxboy)

chapter 2-Buckled up,babe!

Niall's POV

We were heading to our school, Zayn was trying to pass me with his motorcycle.. I hoped our last year in this school would be great and full of adventure..

and if Zayn thought his BlackStorm could beat my BumbleBee.. he was soooooo wrong..

come here babe.. daddy gonna teach you a lesson now..

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I talked too soon.. I swear.. I hated the fact that motorcycles were so tiny and squeeze to anywhere.. and I hated large trucks.. Damn!! As you can guess, a truck blocked the way and I was stucked, but Zayn just circled around it from 'pavement' kinda way and just continue his road.. I couldn't believe that! Uggghhhh!!! For God's sake!!..

And when arrived to the school, Zayn was on his motorcyle, but he was using it like a chair.. waiting for me to show up.. He had this smug-face, and when he saw me, he just started to smirk.. "What happened love? Are you ok? I'm so worried about you. What took u so long?" he said and jump from Black Storm.. and came near me.. 

"Ok..ok.. You win.. What do u want me to do Zayn?" I said, still angry to that stupid truck.. We weren't doing this race thing for the first time, and we had a rule.. 

Whomever wins, named a thing for the other one to do.. Not so big things, but small things.. like do my math homework, do the cleaning for a week, carry my school bag for me, give me a lift for a week, kiss my cheek in a flirty way in front of your new gf/bf- this one never went well-and Zayn picked this one so many times, he was such a tease.. 

"Umm.. Let me think about it, I'm gonna tell u at lunch, ok?" he said with a smile. "Ughh! Ok."I said and we walked to different ways.

The things were just normal till the lunch time.. I sat to our usual corner with Louis, we started to talk with each other, and our group started to come to the table, left their bags or other things and went back to the line in the cafeteria. 

When I saw Zayn, I just stood up, started to walk towards him.. Zayn didn't like to hang with my group, and I didn't like to hang with his.. So when one of us approached to the other one's group, the other one left his group to talk and such..

I wasn't expecting to see Zayn in this mood though.. He was supposed to be damn happy, like over the moon.. Winning a race had that effect in both of us.. And he seemed so sad, like something bad happened.. 

I was worried, I turned back to Louis and "Something is wrong. I need to go..Don't wait me, go get something to eat.. See u later buddy" I said, and went to Zayn's side. 

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I actually saw Zayn talking on the phone today in early hours, I heard him saying 'dad' while he was talking.. When he ended the call, I asked him who was he talking and such, he just didn't wanna answer me. He avoided to give an answer and changed the topic, he seemed bothered.. But I didn't push it.. 

Zayn could be like a closed-book sometimes.. especially when it came to his parents.. and you just shouldn't push his buttons, just wait, be there for him, and then if he felt like he could trust you and such, then he would open up to you.. 

And.. The problem here.. was probably about his family.. So I didn't know exactly what to do..The thing was.. we both had shitty but rich parents.. They just threw us to this private school, and left us hell alone.. And we were like best buddies with the similar family problems.. 

Actually, when we were younger, Zayn and I'd been living in the same neighbourhood but we were in totally different city, not in this one..

At those years, I had a single mom.. I didn't know about my father much. He wasn't in the picture for a looonnnngg time. He left my mom and me when I was 3 years old.. I'd never known him. I didn't have a f.cking clue even how he looks like now.. I just saw a picture of him years ago, my mom showed me when I kept asking questions about him..that's all..