More Than This

Chapter 7⃣

Chapter 7:

(Zoë's POV)

I felt so bad after what Zayn had said. I ran up to my room and started crying. I grabbed my phone, and then remembered I still hadn't texted Kaitlyn back yet. I quickly texted her, and said, "Hey sorry I was studying. I can't come over right now but what did you need?" Even though I new it was about her and Harry, I wanted to pretend like I didn't know that she had a boyfriend. Cause I mean technically she never did tell me, and I could just pretend that I didn't see them making out in the back of class. She didnt text back. So I just fell asleep thinking about what had just happened.

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In the morning I texted Zayn to meet me by my locker. I put on a sweatshirt, leggings, and a pair of combat boots, applyed my makeup and walked out the door. I got in my car, and I saw a note in the side seat. It said "ZOE" on the front of the page. I picked it up and read. That it was Zayn apologizing about how he acted the night before. He was so sweet. I went to school and went to my locker, I felt a tap on my shoulder and turned around thinking it was Zayn. But it was Kaitlyn. And she was mad. Her face was super red. She looked at me and said, "HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME?!? HOW MUCH OF A SLUT ARE YOU TO COME TO MY SCHOOL AND STEAL THE ONE THING THAT MENT THE MOST TO ME!" She looked like she was about to cry. "Kaitlyn I am so s..." I began saying but then was interrupted. "SHUT IT! I don't want to hear your CRAP right now Zoë!" She turned around and stomped off. That didnt go well at all. I turned around back to my locker when I felt another tap on my shoulder. "What was that about?" I heard Zayn say while I shut my locker and turned around. "Oh. It's nothing." I told him. "Your lying." He said. "I just don't want to talk about it right now." I told him. "Ok that's fine." He said. "Could you come over again tonight?" I asked. "Just as friends. Hanging out." "Yeah I can, I'll meet you there after I finish my homework." He said while gesturing me to follow him to class. I followed and we continued the conversation. "Ok thank you! It really means alot. I need your opinion." I said while entering the room and sitting in the back seat. Zayn took a seat next to me, and said, "My opinion?" "Yeah you no! Like on my outfit and stuff. I need a guys point of view!" I said. "Well you'll no my answer will always be that you look gorgeous." He said. I got butterflies in my stomach. Zayn always knew what to say. I was going to say something, but then the teacher came in and then said to quiet down.