The Narcissist

Two

*Niall's POV*

Okay. Where is Liam? I turned around going down a different hall. You expect him to be in the junior hallway because he's a freaking junior but of course not. I walked down the stairs and text him that I looked for him but I wasn't going to be late for my next period class looking for him. I made my way to English and sat down quickly.

I looked at the sexy boy walk right in front of me and over to his seat. And believe me, my eyes followed him all the way there. I watched him throughout some of the class just doodling his name in cursive. He had nice hand writing and it was his name so I guess that's why he kept writing it. He's really so obsessed with hisself. It's not healthy but hey I'm obsessed with him and without a doubt that's not healthy.

Our English teacher passed back our essays and I looked over mine. I had got a A+ and really I couldn't care it wasn't new but when she handed Zayn his I already knew it was bad because it was kinda folded and flipped over.

"This is literally outrageous. Do you see this penmanship." Zayn said.

"The paper was on your independent reading book; not about yourself." She said and he rolled his eyes putting the paper in his bag.

Sigh. I'd help him but I just don't have the balls you know. I think Zayn has them. A lot actually because his confidence and his bluntness. I bit the top of my pen and drifted back to my work.

"I'm going to make my move." The girl behind me said.

"I don't know he's kinda mean." Another one said.

"But I'm gorgeous so yeah." The girl behind me said and I saw her walk pass me and sit next to Zayn.

I didn't here what she asked him put he groaned. "Go bask in my glory back there. I don't need your help. I'm very capable now leave me the hell alone." He said and she got up and walked back to the seat behind me.

"I think I'm actually getting to him." She said.

I sighed and finished my work early. This class is too easy. And that's why I can balance this observing and my grades. My phone vibrated and I looked down to see it was Liam.i opened up the message.

Lima Bean: my schedule got changed remember? I was already on the bus to go to the other school.

Me: oh we'll see you next period.

What he means was we had like a neighboring school we take drivers Ed and engineering at and I guess that's cool and they had some fine boys at that school. I can't lie. But no one is really preoccupying my mind except Zayn. Zayn Javaad Malik. No one could compare to him honestly. Only if I wasn't so shy... No maybe if he wasn't so mean.

The bell rung and I sighed as Zayn got up and walked out the class. I mean got up and left. Not a stare this way or anything. I wouldn't be expecting him to look for me or anything but at least pay attention to your surroundings and then maybe if his eyes flickered over to me is probably something to put in the dreams.

I left out after a while of thinking and just went to my next class. I saw Liam and he ran to me... not like the movies.

"I saw your boyfriend." He said and I groaned.

"He's not my boyfriend. We've only met once. And if you're really talking about boyfriends then mines right here in this school." I said and he rolled his eyes.

"You won't even approach him. Plus he's mean as fuck." He said.

"I know but he's cute." I said.

"That's all you can say about him. He's not smart and to full of himself to get help." Liam said.

"I hate when you talk about him like that." I said.

"Well it's the truth. You know that." He said and I looked down.

"I have to go to my class before I'm late." I said and just took off.

I sighed going to Biology II. I sat in the back and she began talking about our class average. It was a 70% and she was lecturing us about how that wasn't enough.

"A couple of students who don't seek help are making the average go down." He said and I really wanted to repeatedly beat my head on the desk.

I'm not the problem and I hate when kids don't do what the fuck they're supposed to. It's highly irritating. Because all we get is these lectures and I don't come to school for this.

I saw Zayn put his headphones in. Pissed me off a bit because he's part of the problem. I laid my head on the table. Sometimes Zayn just pisses me off and I know it's really my fault. Who know though. If I probably talked to him he probably wouldn't but hey there's my optimism getting the best of me.

When the bell rung I put up my stuff and left school. I walked through the crowds of people hurrying out the building. I began walking and when I seen Zayn on his motorcycle and pull off. I made the short trip home.

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I woke up in a cold sweat. I threw the cover off my body then looked at it. Good it wasn't wet. It was only my briefs. I got up and went in my drawer.

*Zayn's POV*

I came back from the bathroom and walked back to my bed but I saw something move outside my window. I looked out and saw some boy from across the street stripping of his shirt. I hurried and looked for my glasses to see if he was cute. When I found them and put them on he had I guess went back to sleep. I groaned at myself.

I wonder if he's as nice looking as I am. I don't even remember anyone living in that house. Did they just move in or something? Goodness let me stop thinking I need my beauty sleep. Well technically I don't because I'm beautiful either way.

The next day at school that girl from yesterday came and sat by me but I ignored her because I didn't want to be bothered with her. She was trying to make me feel dumb by asking me if I needed help and I wasn't dumb so she went and sat back with her friend if she had any.

When the bell rung I got up and looked over to where she was sitting but she was talking to her friend. I did notice though, suprisingly, that there was a boy looking at me but the blushed looking down. I smirked leaving the room. I knew I got the attention from boys too. I guess I am just that good looking.