Plate < fate. [this hoe on hold]

Zyans in payne

xoxo

*Previous chapter*

I was suddenly pulled from my steamy daydream when I felt a tap on my shoulder, I turn around and immediately pass out from fear.
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Wake up with nipples that could cut a diamond then I realize I'm not in my bed but at the school and there as crusty people hanging over me with the look of concern on their face, except for one kid who looked constipated. I suddenly see a familiar face, Zayn.

I panic at the sight of him and accidentally karate chop Some girl in the abdomen. What the h-e- double hockey sticks is he doing here I thought he left last year when he confessed he never even wanted to be at this school anyways ,I remember in like fourth grade he brought a pillow everywhere he went and talked to, like woah he was cray cray.

I look over and I see Zayn balling his eyes out, "what the hell you baby pussy" I say dazed from just waking up, wow I never imagined I'd ever see the Zayn train cry.

"Shut up grandpa dick" he whines wiping the water blobs off his cheek, he grabs both of my arms and drags me into the janitor's closet I don't resist because last time he took me into the janitor's closet he showed me a hidden microwave that I now use every Wednesday to microwave my pizza rolls.

He picks me up off of the ground with his strong chicken arms and sets me on the table licking away the chunk of mustard stuck to my knee.

" I moved back here even though it was my choice to leave because my mom went to jail and my dad got deported, happy now? Plus I was wondering if I could stay at your place because you are the only one I have left?" He confessed ,I'm shocked I thought his mom would die before she went back to jail, and his dad is an American citizen why would he get deported??

"Woah I .. Yea you can stay at my house, but why did you come back here to me you moved two years ago" I say confused, me and zayn were the bestest friends for like 4 years 29 days 5 hours 6.66 minutes, not that I was counting, and one day he just straight up told me he never wanted to be at this school because he couldn't express himself the way he wanted to, and moved to a different school in a different neighborhood with different people ripping my heart out and taking it with him.

I turn around on the table which hits the shelf and knocks down a mop stabbing zayn right in the eyeball, which makes him fall to the floor in agony.

I hop off of the table quickly " welp see you later at my house loser" I say, crop dusting zayn and slapping his ass on the way out of the closet.