You are the one - A Ziall fanfic

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

*Zayn's P.O.V*

I woke up in the morning at 6. I dragged myself up and out of bed. This was the usual routine for me. Get up, get dressed, eat, drive to school, find a quiet spot, walk to class, listen, walk to next class, listen, eat, walk to class, and so on and so forth.

I walked to my closet to find something to wear. Normally it was just the first thing I could find.

As I looked through my clothes I suddenly remembered Niall. Niall! How could I forget him?! I continued looking for clothes, this time trying to find something nice to wear in case I saw Niall.

I ended up picking black skinny jeans, a maroon button up shirt, a black leather jacket and my white high tops.

When I was dressed I did my hair but today I actually paid attention. I made sure it was in the perfect quiff and made sure that it would stay like that. I then brushed my teeth to make sure they were spotless.

I walked down stairs to find my Aunty in the kitchen.

'You're looking fine today Zayn. Dressing up for something? For someone?' She prodded for information.

'Nope. Just what I could find.' I said, trying to act normal.

When she left the kitchen a small smile crept onto my face. What was happening to me?? I hadn't smiled in ages. It felt strange, but in a good way.

I ate an apple because I wasn't very hungry and then I decided to leave for school.

I hopped in my car and sped off down the street only thinking about Niall and how beautiful he was.

*Niall's P.O.V*

I woke up with warm chocolate brown eyes in my mind again. Oh how I wanted to stare straight into them while he admitted his love for me.

But that would never happen. Because he didn't love me. Nobody loved me like that.

Liam's words echoed in my head. 'You could have a real chance.' I only hoped. I could be so lucky.

I jumped out of bed and tried to find my best outfit. Of course. My luck. Laundry day.

I dug through my wardrobe and finally found an outfit that was perfect. Black skinnies, a white shirt with black print, my blue jacket to go over top and my black, white and blue high tops.

I looked at the time. I had just enough time to do my hair right for him and then have a quick breakfast.

As I stood in front of the mirror I ran products all through my hair and styled it to my perfect spiked hair do.

I grabbed my bag with all my school books and then ran down stairs to the kitchen.

I grabbed a banana, ate in 30 seconds flat and chugged a glass of water. The bus would be there any minute. I quickly ran to brush my teeth and when I was satisfied I ran outside to find the bus waiting. Thank god for Louis.

I ran up through the doors and thanked the bus driver. I headed straight to our normal seats and sat down. I turned to Louis and thanked him for holding the bus.

'Hmm dressed up today Nialler?' Liam said teasingly.

'No.' I lied badly, trying not to blush.

'Oh please Niall. We know its for Zayn.' Louis sassed me.

'Louis! Don't take Liam's side!' I complained.

'He didn't deny it!' Liam shouted a little too loud.

'Liam shut up. People are staring!' I whispered.

He looked around and saw that I wasn't lying. After a few seconds though everyone went back to their things and forgot about us three weirdos.

*Zayn's P.O.V*

My first class was art. I was a high achiever in art because I guess I just lost myself in it not unlike how I lost myself in music. Art however, I had to try a little harder in.

After Art I had English. My teacher was interesting. She liked to do things her way and that always involved physical activities like dancing or sport. I didn't enjoy it much but I maintained my B grade and that was enough for me.

After English was over I headed out to lunch.

First I headed to my locker in hope to see the gorgeous Irish blonde boy, Niall. After waiting for a little while the corridors began to clear out so I headed to the music room, a little disappointed.

I had been working on a few songs so I sat down and pulled one of the school guitars off of the rack. I absolutely loved this guitar, when i didn't have my own it worked wonders for me. I strummed a few chords and wrote them down for the introduction and then began to sing and fit in the lyrics that I already had.

I changed a few chords here and there and then put away the guitar when the bell went signalling 3rd class.

The whole second half of Wednesday I had a study line. Fun.

*Niall's P.O.V*

The first half of my day dragged. I didn't see him at all. I had had drama first and then English so I was in a good mood but when I didn't see him at lunch I felt sad.

The second half of every Wednesday I had football training along with the rest of the team.

Louis was the captain so he instructed us on which warm ups were to be done and when.

I walked quickly into the change rooms and put on my football uniform and boots before heading out to the field.

Louis made us do half an hour of warm ups and then the match that we played was extremely challenging that it went for the rest of the school day and a bit over.

I didn't want to miss my bus so I didn't change out of my football uniform. I just grabbed my bag and ran.

The rest of the team got picked up at the field by their parents but my mum worked so I just chose to catch the bus.

I ran to the front of the school. The bus was already gone. I continued to look around the car park when I spotted Zayn's car. I froze. I couldn't see him.

I jumped as somebody called my name from behind. I turned around and saw the amazingly perfect god that stood in front of me. He was drool worthy. No Niall don't think that, you'll blush. Or even worse, actually drool.

'Zayn.' I breathed, immediately hating how breathy I sounded.

'Hey Niall.' He said smoothly.

I then remembered that I was in my football uniform and mentally cursed myself for not changing while I had the chance.

I was all sweaty, I had grass marks on my clothes and my hair was drooping.

I looked back up and into his eyes and forgot everything I was about to say.

'What are you still doing here?' He asked curiously, looking over my dirty uniform.

'Football ran a bit over time and I missed my bus so I guess I'm just walking home.' I murmured.

'Oh you can, uh ride with me if you want.' he said.

Really!!! yes!! my head screamed.

'Thanks. That would be great.' I said calmly even though my head was exploding with excitement.

He grabbed my arm and pulled me along. On the way my hand slipped down his arm and into his hand. He linked our fingers and kept pulling me along.

I felt a little weak. He was so perfect and I was holding his hand. I was holding his hand!

He opened to door.

'Oh what about my clothes? They're dirty, they'll mess up your car.' I said quietly.

He tilted my head up so I could look into his eyes, smiling a bit. 'Don't worry Niall.'

I sank down into the seat. My weakness overcoming me.

'Ok where to?' He asked.

I told him my address and then he sped off in the right direction.

When we arrived outside my house he turned to look at me.

'I'll see you tomorrow? We have music.' He said.

My happiness expanded until it was too much to handle. 'Right. See you tomorrow.' I said hopping out. I grabbed my bag and then stood on the footpath as he drove way.

I waved and saw him flash me a smile before he was gone. That smile had to have been the single most beautiful thing I had ever seen.


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