Lifesaver (A Zarry fanfic)

15. Lost and Found

Jessie's POV 4 d

"Are you going to be my little cheerleader?" Harry smirked at me. I shrugged at his question as he kissed my temple and grabbed my hand. "Come practice with me and the guys!" Harry dragged me out the car and through his high school. It was huge and red, gold and tan were painted everywhere with a hawk every now and then. Kayla came running out of no where in her uniform, attacking Harry's lips right in front of me. I just pulled my hand away from his and kept walking until I saw Zayn. My legs basically made me run into him, almost making him fall at the collision. We both hugged each other and he spun me around a bit, placing me on the ground afterwards.

"How are you doing?" I asked him, stealing the football from him and playing with it. He took notice and smiled at my new skill.

"Just fine, warming up for the game. How about you?"

"Playing with the ball, obviously." I giggled, kicking it into the goal.

"Nice shot!"

"I learn from the best." Zayn blushed a bit, pulling me into his arms. I took the time to just fond over how hot he looked in his uniform.

"Oh! I got you something!" He smiled, pulling me towards the benches. He picked up a jersey that matched his, handing it to me. "It took me quite a fight to get coach to make another jersey."

"Thanks Zayn." Taking off my jacket, I spotted Kayla and Harry hand in hand, strutting onto the field. I looked away with a frown on my face. Why did he have to have a girlfriend? He treats me like I'm his world only to treat me like crap when we're in public. At least Zayn isn't like that. I smiled at Zayn and took the shirt, pulling on the jersey. I turned to glare at Harry, but he was already frowning. He turned and gave Zayn a glare before pulling his hand away from Kayla and started practicing. I sat down on the benches behind the team's, pulling at the grass.

"You okay?" Zayn sat beside me, causing a sigh to escape my lips.

"It's just Harry. I hate how he just treats me differently around other people, it's annoying and frustrating."

"Jess, he wants to care for you. He just can't. The coach would take him off the team if he caught him cheating on Kayla with you. He enjoys spending time with you just as much as I do. You just don't see how much he loves you."

"I guess.." I shrugged, turning to Zayn. "You like spending time with me?"

"Of course I do. You're my favorite girl." I giggled and leaned in for a kiss before a rude conversation stopped me.

"Oh my gosh, why is he with her? Someone should arrest her for such exposing clothing, like where'd you buy that from? Hookers-R-Us?"

"I think she's homeschooled, they can't afford a real education." (No offense if you're homeschooled, not meant to be taken literally.)

"Missy, just ask him out before he dates the skank." The cheerleaders snickered as they passed us by. My cheeks felt hot as a tear streamed down my cheek, I stood up.

"Jessie, don't listen to them." Zayn grabbed my hand.

"I need to go."

"No, you're staying here okay? Be my lucky charm." He smiled, pressing his forehead to mine as I sniffled. I slightly squealed at the warmth of his breath against my chest, pulling away.

"Yeah, I-I just need to go to the ladies' room." I skipped away from him, running around the school until I found the bathroom. I just stood in front of the mirror, staring at myself until I burst out crying. Harry gave me these sweatpants, I looked fat. My short hair was messed up in its little french braid that Jane did for me. I looked a mess.