"i bet you didn't know" zarry au

chapt. uno

SHORT CHAPTERS

"Somethin' bout you, makes me feel like a dangerous woman!" Zayn sung from in the car on the way to school.

"Seriously Zayn, shut up. You little twink." Louis said bluntly, turning down the radio.

"Thanks! That's a compliment ya know." Zayn replied, winking.

Zayn looked himself in the mirror, checking his hair, which was dyed pink.

Louis reached his arm over and ruffled Zayn's hair, keeping his eyes on the road.

Zayn gasped dramatically, shoving Louis' hand away. "Nooo, you idiot!! It took an hour to get it like that!" Zayn exclaimed in a high pitched voice.

"It took you an hour?! Damn boy, you got patience." Louis replied, shaking his head.

"Yes, patience..Something you wouldn't know." Zayn hissed, fixing his now 'messed up hair'.

Zayn pouted like a toddler, trying to make his quiff perfect again. It needed to be perfect, for him.

He needed to be perfect for him.

Yesterday, Zayn wore the wrong shirt. That made him mad. Zayn made sure to throw that shirt away.

The last thing Zayn wanted was for him to get mad again.

"Hey! I know patience!" Louis grumbled, snapping Zayn back to reality.

Zayn snorted. "I recall, just minute ago, you were yelling because the red light was to long.."

"Yeah, and?"

"We were sitting there for not even a minute." Zayn said bluntly.

"Okay, so you have a point. Who cares."

Zayn chuckled, and finally fixed his hair. He then picked up his phone, which died because he forgot to charge it. It was finally, at least halfway, charged.

Of course, some part expected him to see this, there were twenty texts, and five missed calls from him.

Zayn bit his lip, knowing he'd be mad at him... Great.

"OH MY GOSH WE'RE HERE!" Louis sadly, and obnoxiously. Zayn winced at the loud voice, and looked over to Louis who had a unpleased face on.

"You know I have sensitive ears, you twat!" Zayn spat, hitting Louis on the arm, playfully of course.

"Right, sorry..You know sometimes I wonder how you have sex. Does it hurt when you moan and scream?" Louis asked, getting lost in his thoughts.

"Really? We're gonna talk about that now? You're a pervert." Zayn said, looking at himself yet again.

Good hair? Check.

Nothing to revealing? Check.

Is he happy? Probably not.

"Alright, get out of my car, dweeb. I'm meeting someone here. We could have an intense make/out session." Louis said after a few minutes.

Zayn gasped dramatically again. "You're gonna make your innocent little Zayn walk all by himself up to school?" He replied with the cutest puppy dog eyes, and a little pout.

"Innocent my ass. And yes, now go twinkie."

Zayn stuck his tongue out at Louis. He rolled his eyes, and grabbed his purple backpack.

"Bye Felicia!" Zayn said before skipping out of his bestfriend's car, up to school.

A few guys whistled at Zayn, but he ignored them. God knows what he would do if he caught Zayn looking at one of them.

Zayn was wearing a baby blue v neck with elbow length sleeves, and tight black leggings.

You don't see a lot of guys wearing leggings, but he liked it. That, and it made his butt look good.

Zayn continued to skip to his locker, his hair bouncing with every step. Zayn knew he should've put extra hairspray in.

He got to his locker, and to his surprise, he wasn't there.

Zayn frowned because he wanted to see him, but was also relieved because he wouldn't have to deal with all of his yelling.

It's not that he scared Zayn.

Zayn knew he would never hurt him.

On purpose, at least. 

Zayn suddenly snapped back to reality when he called out his name.

The tall boy strided down the hallway, and before you know it, he's right in front of Zayn.

"Oh hi, Harry." 

Oh shit. Anyway, ya'll knew who 'he' was already, but hey..

Things will get real exciting real soon.

Okay, so the next chapter will be soon. Like, tomorrow soon.