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Here's the promised Ziam, next one will be Zarry. Just a heads up.
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Zayn's P.O.V. : : :
He doesn't even know who I am... I don't even know why I like him.. He is Liam Payne. He is Mr. Popular, I am Mr. Nerd. I listen to Iron Maiden constantly. His boyfriends a dick, and kicks my ass everyday. Worst thing? He used to be my best friend. He knew I had a crush on Liam, but he still said yes when he asked him out. Now he kicks my ass for it.. I don't even know why! He just started to beat me everyday after they got together. It confuses me to be honest. I'm just a Teenage Dirtbag.
"Zayn, honey, get up!" I hear my mum call from downstairs, I groan in reply, she just chuckles.
"Remember to go get your tux for the Prom tomorrow night!" I don't see why I have to go, I don't even have a date. Anyway, back to my rant about Harry, my ex-best friend. He brings a gun to school, and the teachers don't even do anything about it. Whatever. I gave up on him the day he laid a hand on me. But if he apologizes, I will forgive him, though the chance is slim. Very slim. I get up, and do my regular routine. After I've showered, gotten dressed, and my hair done, I head downstairs to eat. Mmmm, I smell pancakes!
"Did you make what I think you made?" I call to mum, she jumps like two feet in the air.
"God Zayn, you startled me, and yes, I made pancakes, eat 'em while they're hot!" She says, I laugh, and grab a plate full of pancakes. Once I've finished eating I head out to my black mustang and drive to school. Not that anyone knows I have it, I normally park two blocks away.
I park my mustang in front of Starbucks, go in and get a vanilla Iced Frappuccino to go. After that I walk the rest of the way to school. I have a feeling this is going to be a long day.
(A F T E R L U N C H)
I groan, may be I should just skip. Sounds good to me, I go to the front office and sign out. "Mr. Malik, where do you think you're going?" The front desk lady asks me.
"Not here." Is my reply, if my 'new' best friend was here, Lexi, she'd say I just pulled 'A Lexi'.
Lexi Rae Riles, my best friend of two years now, ever since she found me in the hallway after Harry beat my ass. I know I could probably take him, but I don't want to. May be I should get my second tattoo... One that people can see.. But what should I get? (I am not using his actual second tattoo, because I ain't looking that up) Maybe... Oh I know! I walk to the tattoo shop where I got my first tattoo at, just three months ago, no one can see it though, so, I think I'll get one where they can see it.
"Hello Zayn, is your tattoo alright?" Louis, the guy who did my first tattoo asks.
"Yeah, actually, I'd like another one." I say smiling, he smiles back.
"Well, what are you thinking about getting?"
"Well, you see, there's this guy...."
(A F T E R H E G O T T H E T A T T O O D O N E)
"Thank you again Louis, I appreciate it!" I call to him as I leave the tattoo shop. Time to get the tux. I walk down the street from the tattoo place and get it, before returning to my beautiful mustang, to see Harry standing next to it, checking it out. "Ha-Styles!" I almost called him Haz.. God how I miss him. He turns so quick, he probably got whiplash, sees me and scowls.
"What do you want, Malik?" He spits at me, like venom.
"To know why your standing by my car." I say, his eyes widen, he looks back at the mustang, then at me again.
"This is your car? No it's not. Don't bullshit me." He growls the last part. I look at him like 'seriously?'
"Want me to prove it?" I ask, he nods, still glaring at me. I dig into my pocket with my free hand, for my keys. I grab them, side step him, and unlock my car. "See, my car, now leave." I grumble, he looks at me like, 'what-did-you-just-say?' I roll my eyes, and put the tux down, if he wants a fight, he's gonna get one. I turn to him with a cold, evil glint in my eye. I'm done being the 'nerd', I'll stand up for myself. He looks at my eyes, and freezes. He remembers the last time I had this look. When we were still friends, and someone made fun of my sister, Safaa, and almost punched her, he landed in the hospital for a few stitches. Immediately, Harry stops approaching me, and turns to leave. "Hey, one question! Why did you all of the sudden hate me?" I ask coldly. He freezes, turns around, and dashes away after looking at me in the eye. Whatever.
(A T T H E P R O M)
Ugh, it's prom night, and I am lonely. I look up, to see Liam walking towards me, swe-wait... How does he know who I am? Why does he give a damn about me? "I got two tickets to Iron Maiden, Zayn, come with me Friday, don't say maybe, I'm just a teenage dirtbag Zayn, like you." He says once he approaches me. I look at him wearily.
"Where's Ha-rry." No matter how long it's been, I keep wanting to call him Haz."He is your boyfriend after all." I state, he smiles at me, his cute shy smile.
"I told him to go get Niall, then apologize to you." He admits, "He's liked him for so long, I don't know why I never broke up with him in the first place." He says, "We are now- Over that is." He says smiling down at me, seeing as I'm sitting on one of the chairs. I really want to just go into 'Chair-mode.'
"Alright, I'll go, if you see this tattoo I just got." I say smiling, he needs to see it. It's an 'LP' Liam's initials. With a note under it, 'has the key to my heart.' Louis chose the note, and I chose the stuff that goes with it, a key, and a heart. The key with a hand holding it, the heart with a locks around it.
"What does L P stand fo-OOH." He gets it after a minute, he smiles down at me, offers me his hand, I take it, and he pulls me to the dance floor. He leans down to my ear, "I have the same thing on my shoulder." He whispers.
I smile, and look over too Harry, who is making his way over too us, looking guilty. "I'm sorry Zee, please forgive me." He says looking down, I pull out of Liam's arms, and pull him into a hug.
"It's okay Haz, just go snog Niall or something." I say, he blushes, but makes his way over to the shy blonde.
"I'm just a teenage dirt bag baby, like you, ohhh." I sing under my breath, Liam laughs, and pulls me into a kiss.
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(AN)
Sorry I didn't get to update this sooner, but here it is.
#NerdSwag
