I Got Paired with a Nerd (Zayn Malik)

Chapter 18; I wanna make you feel wanted ♥

(A//N: IT'S TALIA! Sorry I left you guys hanging, so Georgia's chapter was an 'off chapter' it actually helped me with this. So, on the side is the song Sammy and Zayn sing, it's how I imagined them, but Sammy is playing the piano, not Zayn. Also, on the side is a sexy picture of Zayn's head and in the external link is what Sammy is wearing)

*Sammy’s POV*

It’s now been a week since Zayn got out of the hospital and since I found Harry at the bridge. It’s been a week since Harry has made any type of contact with me… not that I minded… and thankfully Tara and Grace have backed off a little bit. I feel like a hermit, I’ve been sitting in my bed for a week -besides school- eating ice cream, I think if I continue to do this I’m gonna be fat, and I, Sammy Johnson, will not be fat. I’m supposed to be the popular girl, a role model and a supposedly perfect human being.

Well it’s hard being popular, living up to everyone’s expectations, never having time to be myself because I’m always worried about what people will think about me.

And then there’s Zayn. He may be a nerd, but he’s completely different to the nerds I’ve seen on TV, nerds are supposed to have big geek glasses, pale skin, horrible fashion sense and thousands of pimples and zits! But why must Zayn be different? Why must Zayn have perfect smooth skin that even I’d kill for, gorgeous brown eyes that anyone couldn’t help but get lost in, a perfectly styled quiff and well… no pimples or zits! And why must Zayn be so perfectly imperfect enough for me to start crushing on him.

I didn’t care that he was a nerd, he was someone I could see myself settle down. Someone I could see myself in twenty years with, sitting on the sofa sipping tea as we talked about the years that have gone passed.

Smoothing out my loose white long sleeved shirt, making sure that it was still tucked in neatly into my shorts. I got out of my car as I pulled into my usual parking space at the school.

As soon as I entered, Tara and Grace were at my sides immediately, I loved that about them, and they’re at my side whenever I needed them. Like true friends.

“Hey guys” I smiled at them, linking my arms through theirs instantly.

Tara’s wavy blond hair waved off in every direction as she jumped a little bit. Tara was wearing a pair of blue skinny jeans and a big black jumper that didn’t do her curves justice, she matched them with a pair of black beat up converse.

Grace was a bit more… branded. She had on a tight long sleeved Hollister top that was red, with a pair of jean shorts and a pair of tan boots. The shorts made her tan seem a few times darker that it was.

“Hey girl!” Tara beamed with a small grin that gave me a sense that she had drank a few cokes before school… I’ll ask her about that later.

“Hey Sammy, did you know our music project is today” Grace muttered grumpily as I finally noticed the nervous look that had contaminated her face.

My face probably had surprise written all over it. I thought it was next week, that’s why me and Zayn haven’t practiced yet! Damn!