In Disguise

Chapter 5 - (Part 2)

Jasmine's POV

I walked into my Art class. Miss Fearne, my art teacher, had already started the lesson. I guess I was a bit late. 

"Sorry I'm late Miss." I said quietly while everyone looked at me. 

"It's OK, hurry up and take a seat." She instructed me. I looked around and all the seats were taken. There was only one seat near Zayn. I sighed and walked towards his desk. On the stool nearby him, I sat down on it. 

He moved his things creating a bit of space for me. 

"Thanks." I whispered. 

He just smiled at me. 

Wait... one of Harry Styles' best friends just smiled at me! Am I going crazy? I just shrugged it off casually, pretending it had never happened.

Or maybe they could be playing a trick on me. Like they always do.

I started on my piece of work. I glanced over at Zayn's work he started on. He was great at drawing. It didn't surprise me really, he's a quite,mysterious guy who's in a few of my classes and he works really but sometimes, he's a bit of a badman. 

I guess that's how him and Harry relate to each other. By being bad mans. 

I never understood why Harry bullied me. I think I'm an "easy target", for them. And I don't really do anything when they do bully me. 

But what can I do?

If I tell someone they'll beat me up even more! I thought Niall was my friend, but I thought wrong. I really did miss him......

"Jasmine?" Someone called out. I snapped out of my thoughts and saw Miss Fearne staring at me. "Are you feeling alright?" She asked. 

"Yeah I'm fine." I answered faking a smile.

"Well, you do realise the bell has gone? It's time for your next lesson." She said. 

I felt like a brick hit me on the head. I feel so dumb. 

"Urmm I'll be off to my next lesson then?" I answered but it came out more like a question.

Miss just chuckled. "Off you go then." 

I got up and packed my things away and put it into my bag. I rushed to my second class though I can't remember what class I have next. 

Hmm.... 

Oh I remember! It's ........ oh no.

PE... And Harry's in my class. 

I walked tot the PE gym. On my way there I saw Zayn standing, waiting for me to appear. I awkwardly made my way towards him as he did the same to me. 

"Where you even paying attention in Art?" He questioned me. 

"I-I urm" I couldn't finish off my sentence and Zayn just laughed.

"Are you gonna h-hurt me?" I asked him cautiously. 

He didn't answer he just looked at the ground. 

"No?" He asked. 

I didn't answer, I mean what am I supposed to say? 

We stood there awkwardly for a few minutes.I started twiddling with my fingers, one of my habits that I always did without noticing.

Zayn broke the silence by coughing loudly. 

"I'm sorry." He mumbled quietly. 

I just stood there. I was astonished that Zayn Malik, Harry's best friend who used to bully me, has just apologised to me.