Just tell me you hate me (zayn malik fanfiction)

chapter 20

It’s been over a week since our lunch date and I just started university. Most of my classes are spread throughout the day, and I’ve sort of gotten into a routine. I’d get up, have breakfast, meet Aaron, go to my morning class, have lunch, study, go to my afternoon class and go home.

I love uni, it gets me out of the house, my professors seem cool and the introduction week was amazing. The day after Zayn and I had lunch, I had gotten a text from Aaron, I decided to call him back and explain the whole club incident and tell him something came up, he was cool with it. We then met up and he explained everything he needed to about what I was going to do this year, and from that we’ve kind of became close, it’s a nice change however I still had to go home to Zayn.

I push the door open and close it shut behind me to be immersed in the welcome warmth that I have desired all day since I left this morning for my 8 o’clock spatial class. I slowly took my shoes off and pushed them up towards the wire shoe rack while clutching my books.

“Hello?”- I walked through the foyer and into the lounge placing my books and my lap top bag on top of the coffee table

“Hey”

I swing around to find Zayn standing at the kitchen bench with his back faced towards me

“Oh, Hey- I didn’t know you were here”- I rub my shoulder as it’s been carrying the weight of my bag for the last 12 hours

“Well I do live here”- he mutters sarcastically and turns around slightly still not making eye contact, I roll my eyes and walk up to the counter

“I know that”

“Ants coming over and he wanted to know if you want to go out with us”- he blurts out as if he’s been reciting that line in his head for the last 10 minutes

Ant! I haven’t seen Ant since the first time we meet, he always comes around but I’m never home when he does

“Hello, do you want to come out or not?”- I flick back and Zayns standing opposite steering right at me. I slightly flush

“Ah, it’s ok”- I can’t, Aaron wants me to come out with him so we can discuss our first assignments, but mainly so he can help me with mine. I look up to see Zayn’s face calm but with a trace of a frown casted upon it, I think he’s annoyed- shit

“I would but, I’m going out with a friend so we can talk about-“ Zayn ways his hand up and turns away

“Yeah I don’t care”

“I thought you might”- I mutter however he just ignores me and continues with whatever the hell he’s doing, god he so frustrating sometimes

I take my things upstairs and start to get ready; I change into some skinny jeans and a beige coat. I reapply some mascara and a little blush, I scan myself in the mirror and I actually appear presentable.

I walk down stairs and its 8:36, Zayn must of left already, I look in the mirror another ten times and finally hear the beep of the taxi’s horn from outside the gate, grabing my bag from the coffee table and leave locking the front door shut behind me.

I awkwardly climb out of the taxi after paying for the ride, I must get used to not tipping here, cause they just give me back the change and look at me as if im stupid and can’t count money. As soon as I get out of the car I’m automatically surrounded by the crisp night air, making me grab the ends of my coat tighter pulling the sleeves down to cover my bare hands.

I look down the path and pull my phone out deep within my pocket to text Aaron, as I do my phone starts to vibrate and lights up-

One text- Aaron Grey