Chapter 11
On Friday, we had all of our lessons together but he never spoke to me, he didn't even try to apologise. Maybe he couldn't be bothered with me anymore. I felt hurt, don't ask me why, I just did. I think I actually missed the attention. All these thoughts rushed round my head. Did he find someone else? Does he hate me now? Maybe I should apologise... WAIT! Why am I thinking about him like that? Suddenly, I felt all fuzzy inside. Zayn turned to give me a work sheet, our hands touched for a millisecond and that set my heart off. It kept pounding and beating and pounding and beating. The room felt like a sauna, what was happening to me? My palms started to sweat. I watched him working, he looked so beautiful. He ruffled his dark, bronze hair. His muscles tensed as he started to write.
"Aria... Aria are you alright?" He asked, concerned.
"Wha...What?" I stupidly replied.
"You're sweating and looking really pale," He explained. Wow, he had a voice like an angel. Stop it Aria! Stop thinking about him.
"Um... yeah I'm fine, just got a bit of a headache," I said softly.
The bell rang; I ran out the classroom and went outside. Yeah all I need is air, I thought to myself. Sitting on the bench I heard footsteps behind me. He sat next to me.
"Look I know you hate me, but I had to check if you were ok," he began. Before he could finish, I interrupted.
"I told you before; I do not and will not ever hate you. Ok," I smiled.
"Oh, because of what happened and you weren't talking to me I assumed you hated me," he said smiling back.
"Well, I don't and I'm sorry being such a moody cow, it was a stupid reason to get angry with you. I think I needed an excuse not to talk to you and then that happened and I thought this will be the best opportunity," I explained.
"Why? Don't you like talking to me?" he asked, confused.
"No, I do like talking to you but you make me feel weird sometimes, and if I didn't talk to you Amy and them will stop teasing me about liking you," I said fast.
"So you don't hate me, but I make you feel weird," he said laughing.
"Stop laughing, and yeah you do," I laughed back and punched his arm.
"Well, is it a good weird or bad weird?" he asked curious.
"I don't know, both I guess," I replied.
"I know what's wrong... you LIKE me," he teased.
"What? No I don't!" I quickly reacted.
"Yeah you do, I'll prove it. Do you feel warm and fuzzy? Do your palms sweat? Does your heart beat really fast?" He whispered smugly.
"Um, wait that doesn't prove anything," I responded.
"Yeah it does, I feel like that every time I'm with you," Zayn said inches away from my face. OMG he just admitted he likes me and I feel the same way back. What do I say back? I felt so confused.
"Yeah, whatever the bells going to ring any minute and we need to get to class," I said quickly trying to change the subject. He grabbed my hand.
"Not today, the next lessons aren't important, let's go somewhere, and have some fun. You obviously don't do that very often," he suggested.
"What cut school, are you crazy! No I can't, we'll get in so much trouble," I said panicking.
"Come on, please! No one will notice, we'll go one my motorbike. Let loose have fun, I can see you got a lot on your mind," he winked. I can't believe what I'm going to say next.
"Ok fine, but if I get into to any trouble I swear you're dead," I threatened. I felt really excited; I can't believe I'm doing this.
"Yes! Come on," he cheered.
He took hold of my hand again and directed me to his bike. It felt good holding his hand, I always knew he was there. He gave me a helmet and sat on the bike. I felt nervous to get on his bike.
"You don't need to be scared, I've never had an accident," he reassured me. His smile took all my fears away. I jumped behind him and hugged his waist, tight.
"Aria, we haven't even moved yet and you're holding me so tight," he chuckled.
"Oh... sorry," I said blushing.
"You're cute when you blush," he said, I sensed a bit of flirting there but for the first time I liked it and blushed even more. (Gosh I'm such a girl) He laughed his ever so charming laugh.
"Ok, so where we going?" I asked excitedly.
"I'm thinking the beach, it's going to be really empty and it's a nice day plus it's VERY romantic," Zayn said charmingly.
"Ok," I said with a big smile on my face. He started the engine and we were off. We went so fast, it was exhilarating.
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Teen Fiction*Not a One Direction Fan fiction* Aria is the type of girl who doesn't care about her looks, her clothes and most of all she doesn't believe in love. She thinks all guys are the same, and once they get hold of a girl, they dump them straight after...