So there was only me and Zayn left... I think someone should start a conversation, otherwise this will become quite awkward.
¨which school do you go to?¨ he asks
¨urmm well I go to the St Claire collage, which one will you go to?¨
¨Ohh that's cool I will go to the same one ¨ he says with a smile
¨should we sit on the couch until the food is ready?¨ he asks pointing to the couch
¨yeah, sure let's sit ¨
well, this isn't as awkward as I thought. He also seems very nice to me, I bet that after he sees what of a looser I am in school he won't be this nice to me anymore.
***
Dinner was very nice actually, so was also Zayn's family. His sisters get well along with my brothers, my parents and his parents too. I guess I really don't have to worry about having bad neighbours anymore unless he becomes one of those 'bad boys' you know? Well I hope not.
I wake up by the sound of my alarm, nope I am not really a morning person, so I stay in bed until my mom comes up to my room and practically drags me out of bed. Now... what should I wear is always the question. I decide to wear a cream colored skirt with a jeans shirt and a brown belt. I brush my hair and curl it, but just a little. Afterwards I brush my teeth and go downstairs.
¨good morning everyone¨ I say and grab an apple for the way. Usually I eat normal breakfast but since I'm running late today I'll just eat something small on the way.
¨bye¨ I say and close the door
I start walking to school when I suddenly hear someone calling my name.
¨wait Grace!¨
I turn to see who it is and of course the person was Zayn.
¨can we walk together to school? I don't know where it is..¨ he said a little embarrassed.
¨of course Zayn, it's pretty close so it dosn't take really long.¨
He nodded and we started walking torwards the school. It wasn't awkward at all, since we did some small talking.When we reached the school everyone stared at us. Well that was a little predictable, i mean who would think that I, the most invissible person in this school would be walking with a hot guy to school. But since zayn didn't know that I was a complete looser he looked a little nervous. I think I have to stay away from him or at least tell him that he shouldn't hang with me, otherwise he will be maked fun of because of me. And he really doesn't deserve that because he was really nice to me.
¨umm Zayn can I talk to you..?¨
¨yeah sure ¨
¨okay so, please don't take this wrong, but we can't be like friends.¨
¨what do you mean? did I do something wrong?¨
¨no no! you did nothing wrong Zayn but-¨
¨but what? I was nothing but nice to you and now you don't want to be seen with me?¨I really don't get it¨
¨I know Zayn I know you've only been nice to me. But believe me it's better for you..¨
¨Better for me? Or for you , wait I get it you don't want to be seen with me because I'm not popular or something, because I'm not good enough to be your friend.¨
he seemed pretty angry but also hurt, ugh this was not as easy as I thought.
¨no Zayn it's not that it's actually the contrary. ¨ I confess
¨what do you mean? ¨ he asked but this time more calm and somehow it seemed like he began to understand.¨ I let a heavy breath out before speaking..
¨Zayn I am the one who isn't popular, did you see how the stared at us when we came in?¨ he nodded ¨well they weren't staring because you are new but because you were walking with me aka the least popular person in this school so I thought that if you would hang with me they would also make fun of you and you really don't deserve it that's why I told you that we shouldn't be friends. Not because I didn't want to, but because I was thinking what was better for you.¨
By the time I finished talking I had watery eyes but I was trying not to cry, which wasn't easy and I really didn't want Zayn to see me cry. That's why I turned around and started to walk away with my head down. I didn't even see Zayn's reaction. And I should
probably start walking to my class which I was already late for.
Suddenly someone grabbed my wrist and turned me around, now I was looking strait into Zayn's face but with tears in my eyes, which I wiped away quickly. He had a cute smile on his face... but why?? I thought he was mad at me. Suddenly the floor became quite interesting...
¨Grace, look at me¨ he said but I didn't move.
¨hey please look at me, I'm not mad¨ was he reading my mind?
I slowly moved my gaze from the floor and looked at him. I really couldn't read his emotions..hmm
¨look I really don't care what others think of me, and I really don't understand why they don't like you because you are the most beautiful, funniest and sweetest girl I've met.¨ I flushed at his words.. wow he called me beautiful..
¨I really want to be your friend, I don't care if they make fun of me because I know that they'll just be jealous that I'll have the best friend in the world okay? Of course only if you want but you don't always have to think about other people but also about what makes you happy.. yeah?¨
I couldn't believe he just told me all these things, I mean just... wow. that was the sweetest and nicest thing someone ever said to me. And I didn't know what to say so I just hugged him with everything I had...And I have to say I felt something.. sparks.
The end
