He's No Good - Zayn Malik

Chapter 18: (Not) just another girl

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Monday morning I wake up, the strong sun rays shining through my curtains. I yawn, feeling much better than yesterday. 


I reach out to check my phone, which is lying on the bedside table to my right. 
I've got a text from Sexy Zayn <3. I smile, shaking my head. He must have changed it yesterday while I was sleeping.

- Good morning beautiful


My smile gets wider, and I feel slightly lightheaded, biting my lip. Nobody has ever texted me that. 
 

- Sexy Zayn? You're so humble. Not  


- I know you like it ;) Pick you up in 30 minutes? 


- See you 

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I shower, grab some toast, do my hair, put on make-up, and put on some denim shorts and a tank top along with my Vans. I quickly peek out the window to see Zayn's car parking outside my house. As if I couldn't walk the 20 meters to his house by myself. 


I grab my bag and run downstairs. My parents are sitting in the kitchen eating breakfast, they have already driven Lucas to school. 


"Is that Zayn again?" My mum asks, mouth full of eggs, stretching her neck to peek out the big kitchen window. 


"Yea, he's taking me to school," I reply, cutting her off and walking to the door. "Have a nice day at work," I smile before closing the door behind me. 


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We step out of the car, locking it, and we walk across the crowded parking lot. He is wearing dark skinny jeans with a white T-shirt. His hair is not styled in the usual quiff, but pulled back and hidden under a black beanie. His confident way of walking, plus the tattoos and his black earrings, makes him look dangerous - but sexy dangerous.


I feel our shoulders touching as we walk, and before I know it, he takes my hand in his. 
My stomach takes a tumble, and I feel warm all over my body. He looks at me flashing his gorgeous, gorgeous smile, and hand in hand we enter the school. 



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Zayn's POV

I walk Zoe to her first class. Tamara looks at our entangled fingers, but then gives me a tiny smile and a nod. Guess I'm accepted for now. 


When I'm just about to turn around and leave, somebody bumps into me.


- "Watch it," I say, regretting it when I recognize the curly haired boy.


- "Sorry," Harry mumbles as a reflex, with his head down. 
When he recognize my voice he freeze and turn around to face me. I really hate how jumpy some people are around me.






I pad him on the shoulder, and leave to attend history. I feel quite uncomfortable with the new feeling that I want him to like me. Approve of me.
Joining my friends sitting in the back, I pull out my phone, getting ready for 90 minutes of torture. 


Jade keeps giving me seductive looks, playing with her hair to get my attention. I smirk at her, leaning back in my seat. 


Jade is pathetic and she has always been. I mean she's hot, but that's it, it's like she doesn't even have a personality. She's the type of girl who has no self respect, who makes everyone use her and take advantage of her. I know she wants me. I even went there once, and she has been hooked on me ever since. 
I find her desperation quite amusing to be honest. 


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In our 5 minute break, us boys go outside to smoke, as we do most breaks. Jason and Marc are smoking weed, they have come to the point where it doesn't affect them much anymore - Noel and I stick with normal cigarettes, also since my eyes tend to get really red when I smoke weed.

They're always keeping some joints in these small plastic bags in their jacket pockets so that you can't smell it - or so they think.

- "So, spill it," Noel says, taking a drag of his cigarette. I know he has seen me and Zoe together several times.


I ignore the question, acting like I hadn't heard it. I take a drag as well, inhaling the thick smoke, feeling it turn in my lungs. The familiar rush makes me feel calm and relaxed. 
I  lean back against the brick wall, emptying my lungs, and watches as the whiteish smoke floats and swirls in the air in front of me.  


- "That girl?" Noel speaks again.


I shrug, giving him the carefree glance I've mastered. "Just another girl,", I smirk confidently, hoping he will just drop the subject. They wouldn't understand.

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