"Different" z.m

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Sup my noodles! I just got back from a dance and thought I would update! (I really hope you guys read these notes...)

So here you go!

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Chapter 3

Roxanne's POV

As I walked to the next period, I tried to stay clear of Jenna, and surprisingly succeed.

And in the hallway, I saw Zayn.

So I just kind of hid around the corner and sort of watched him.

At first, I was just hiding so that he wouldn't see me or make fun of me, but then I was just kind of interested to see what he was gonna do.

He looked like he was having fun, him and his friends, as they stood by the science room door waiting for the teacher to come and unlock it.

And what I realized was that he had a very beautiful face. I never noticed this before because i was to busy avoiding him.

Perfect chin, perfect nose, perfect cheeks, eyes, hair, lips...

Stop it Roxy! There's no way he would ever like you!

I told myself.

Then the bell rang.

I had spent a little to much time staring at Zayn instead of going to class.

I rushed to class knowing that my bitch Math teacher wouldn't let me in.

Ugh, fuck my life.

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When I got home, I same that my parents car was gone. They probably went out shopping or something.

Oh well, I didn't care, at least I got the house to myself.

I just lay in my bed for a while thinking. And then I thought

Why am I wasting my life sticking around here?

I should leave since no one here really loves me, so whats the point of wasting of my time?

I stood up, grabbed a bag and began packing some things.

My iPod, some clothes, bows... When I had everything, I walked out the front door.

I sighed before stepping out onto the street and crossing to the other side.

I wasn't really sure where I was going, all I knew was that I wanted so badly to be away from there.

A smart thing to do would probably be to grab some money, but I guess I was in such a hurry I didn't even think about it.

I walked, and walked, until the sun went down and I decided to take a break. I sat down on the edge of the sidewalk and played with thumbs.

I decided it was time to get going again so I stood up, but then I bumped into someone.

"Well hello there," The person said. The way they said it didn't sound to friendly.

I looked up to see a boy, maybe my age, or a little bit older, towering over me. In the dim moonlight I could make out his facial expressions, he was smirking with this look in his eyes I couldn't explain.

"Hi." I muttered and tried turning around to walk the other way but he stopped me.

"Where do you think your going?" He said and chuckled. "Why don't you stay and have some, fun..."

He dragged me down the alley next to us and pushed me up against the wall. "Let me go!" I yelled but he just hit me instead.

Right in the stomach... Ouch

"Help! Someone please! Hel-"

He put his hand over my mouth before I could say anything more. "Save it, no one will be able to hear you anyway,"

He pulled off my hoodie and tried killing off my shirt but I didn't let him. He kicked me in the stomach a few more times

and threw me on the ground. I landed straight on my head.

He's going to rape me. I thought. He's going to rape me...

He was just about to take my shirt off but he was then tackled to the ground by someone. "Get the fuck off of her!" an unfamiliar male voice yelled.

I didn't get to really see who it was, but I did see a head full of black hair on the boy tackling the predator.

My vision became all spotty before I blacked out.

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I woke up in a bed that clearly wasn't mine and started to freak out. My head was in horrible pain then I remembered what happened.

I almost was raped.

And someone had saved me.

But who?

The bedroom door then opened and I almost screamed when I realized who it was.

It was Zayn.

I felt my heart skip a beat as he walked over to the bed.

"Are you alright there?" He asked me.

"I-i guess," I stuttered. "My head just really hurts." I said and felt the bump on top of my head.

He leaned in closer to feel the bump and my heart started beating faster. I winced a bit when he touched it and he left the room to get some ice.

When he came back he handed me and ice pack and I put it on my head. "Thank you." I said and half smiled.

"Oh, and, um thanks for saving m-me," I said and he smiled a bit.

"No problem love. You had me worried sick though. I thought it would be alright if I took you back to my apartment so you could rest up," "Yes, thank you very much," I replied.

I couldn't believe this. I was in Zayn Malik's apartment, Zayn Malik as in the bad boy of the school, after he had saved me from being raped.

Was I dreaming?

"I'm Zayn." He said and shook my hand.

"I know, and I'm Roxanne, well I preferred to be called Roxy though. I go to Starling High School with you." I replied.

"I know," He said and smiled. I didn't really know what to do so I just smiled back.

I took a moment to admire his beautiful features, before he offered to drive me home. I agreed because I couldn't really walk with the horrible headache I had.

When we I arrived at my place, I saw that my parents were home, probably sleeping so they wouldn't even care or notice that I was gone this late at night.

I just lay in my bed thinking about the crazy day I had just had.

I shouldn't of even left, obviously I wasn't supposed to.

And out of all people, Zayn saved me. I'm not complaining or anything, its just a shocker to me. It seemed surreal.

And all night I was just longing to be with him again for some reason.

Maybe Zayn wasn't such a bad guy after all, I mean he was acting pretty nice towards me.

I eventually managed to fall asleep after thinking of the crazy day I had.

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Hi noodles!

Sorry that this chapter was kind of weird! once again, I'm not the best author.

hopefully this story will be good soon!

Love Your Mama Noodle,

XxMaddiexX