the pasties; hes ft. zjm

seis

zöe

"i can't believe my dickhead of a boyfriend cheated on me."

"tell me about.."

"you too?"

"yeah. my girlfriend, brittney."

"holy shit. that's the bitch i got cheated on with!"

"so you must be hakeem's ex!"

"weird way to meet someone, huh?"

"you can say that again."

"i'm zöe."

"i'm harry."

"wait a minute? brittney's ex?"

"who are you?"

"she bullied me into doing her shit, while she blew the teachers! i'm michael."

"i'm zöe and this is harry."

"zöe?"

"zayn?"

"holy shit? how long's it been?"

"like maybe two years? omg, guys. this is zayn. i've known him forever."

"hey, i'm harry."

"michael."

"cool. so i couldn't help but overhear that you two are now single and you are a free man."

"hold on. wait a second. harry where's your locker? 

" right here."

"michael?"

"voíla."

"zayn?"

"bingo."

"we've been right next to each other this entire fucking time, and yet we haven't noticed each other until now?"

"maybe its because our lives were so shit, that we were to focused on what was going on in our individual bubbles so much that we forgot to stop and smell the roses."

"beautifully put, zayn."

"yeah man, that was nice."

"poetic."