"Ok tell me!" Fifi pleaded while putting a chocolate bar in her mouth.
"Guess who's back." I said turning on my laptop.
"Sabrina?"
"God no!"
Sabrina was my best friend before Zayn went and asked her out. She said yes even though she knew that I liked him. Then she started to hate me because she thought I'd steal Zayn away from her.
"Then who!" Fifi yelled.
"Dylancie!" I heard Zayn yell from behind me.
"Holy hell no..."
"God damn it..." I mummbled and slammed my computer screen down. "Zayn! Did I NOT make myself clear!" I shouted as I turned around to look at him. "I hate you and I never wanna see you again!" I yelled and picked up my laptop and started to walk away.
"I'm not here becasue I want to! I knew you'd go all ape shit on me, but my friends want to meet you." Zayn said. I stopped walking and turned around. Fifi was stuffing her face with popcorn.
"What friends?" I asked.
"Harry Styles, Louis Tomlinson, Niall Horan, and Liam Payne." I've heard of them. Apparently they are all in a band called One Direction.
"Fine... I'll go meet your friends but if you're lying to me, I swear I will kill you."
"I don't doubt you will." Zayn said and took me the parking lot. We reached a red convertible with 4 boys surrounding it. "Hey lads! This is Dylancie." Zayn said and all 4 boys turned around and their eyes widened. I don't see why. I'm not that pretty.
I have brown hair but I'm a natural red head. I have green eyes with a tint of blue, and I have really fair skin. My teeth aren't perfect. Maybe it's because Fifi is next to me.
Fifi has long, curly black hair. If she's out in the sun her hair even looks kinda blue. She has blue eyes and coffee skin.
"Who is she?" A guy with curly brown hair and piercing green eyes said.
"I'm Dylancie." I said and smiled.
"Hi... I'm Harry." He said and winked. I rolled my eyes.
"I'm Louis." He had floppy brown hair and blue eyes.
"I'm Niall." He had blonde hair and an Irish accent.
"I'm Liam." He had messy brown hair and brown eyes.
"Well it's nice meeting you guys but I have class in 5 minutes so I kinda have to leave." I said.
"No you don't! I'll tell Mr. Stevens that you felt sick and you went back to the dorm." Fifi said. I glared at her. "Or.... Not...."
"Please! We just met you and we wanna get to know you!" Harry said. I rolled my eyes.
"Fine..." I sighed.
"Yes!" The boys cheered in unison.
We went to a Starbucks down street.
"So Dylancie.... Where are you from?" Louis asked.
"Scotland."I replied.
"No wonder you and Niall sound familiar."
"Scottish and Irish are NOT the same." Niall and I said at the same time.
"Whoaaaa... Sorrrrrrrrry." Louis sassed and we laughed.
"Dylancie can I talk to you outside?" Zayn asked. I nodded. We got up and walked out. "I'm sorry about what happened before I left." He said.
"Zayn, you said that you loved me."
"I know... But-" I interrupted him.
"Then started dating my best friend the next day."
"And I'm sorry."
"You know what Zayn. I'm happy you left with Sabrina. It helped me decide if I liked you or not. I found out that you're a jerk and a player. And that day I promised myself that I would never fall for you again and that I will hate you forever. And I never break my promises." I said and walked back inside.
"So if you don't mind me asking, how do you guys know about me?" I asked when I sat down.
"Zayn had a picture of you on his phone!" Louis yelled.
"He what?" I asked shocked.
"Yeah.... And you looked pretty in it too." Niall said shyly.
"Aw thanks Niall." I smiled at him. "What picture was it?"
"One of you in a bikini... You know what? I think Zayn deleted it. How about you go put one on and I'll take a picture and show it to you?" Harry said smiling.
"Don't listen to him... He only wants to get in your pants." Louis whispered.
"It was a picture of you in white shorts and a varsity jacket that looked like Zayn's... Oh and you guys were on roller skates." Liam said.
"That was the day Zayn said he loved me..." I said as I stared at my drink.
"Wow..." was all the boys could say.
"NOOO FAIR!!" Harry whined. "You let Zayn flirt with you but not me!" I giggled.
"Harry you can flirt with me all you want. I'm just not gonna react the way you want me to." I said and winked at him.
"It's all in the dimples and the curls." He said as he leaned back in his chair. We all laughed at his cockiness.
"Wait. Where's Zayn?" Liam asked.
"Don't know. Don't care." I shrugged and took a sip of my hot chocolate.
