Zayn Malik Interracial Imagines (On Hold)

Best Friends. (Final Part)

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4 days later

I ended up telling Zayn, but surprise, surprise, he blew me off. I wasn't too shocked knowing how far up his ass his head is. He is ignoring me right now, but he'll come to his senses.

I pull my car into the school parking lot and kill the engine. I grab my keys and my bag, then check my makeup in my mirror. I get out and walk in the building, greeting some students as I pass.

I walk to my locker and grab a few books for the day. I feel a presence behind me and I stand up straight and turn around, meeting a pair of green eyes. Hers. She looks at me for a while before I look her up and down, challengingly.

"Can I help you?"

"Yes, as a matter of fact you can. You can help me understand why you can't seem to keep your nose out of my business."

"Excuse me trick?"

"You heard me. Keep your nose out of my business. Your spot will always be in the friendzone. Stay in your lane boo." She crosses her arms.

"Actually, I couldn't give a shit about your business. But when you're going behind my best friend's back, it gets personal," I swing my bag over my shoulder.

"Now if you'll excuse me BOO, I have to get to my class." I move to leave but she blocks my way.

"Look trick.."

Instead of moving she pushes me back and I stumble. I drop my bag ready to fight her. I raise my hand to slap her when I feel 2 hands pull me back. I see the principal behind me and I pull away.

"Let me go, I'm good."

He releases me and I grab my bags once again. I spin on my heel and walk away, down the hall.

I can't believe that bitch confronted me when she was the one wrong. I rid my thoughts of her as I arrive to the door of my first hour class. I enter slightly late, but I really couldn't give a flying fuck.

Mr. Reynolds is saying some shit I can't focus enough to hear, but I ignore him, heading straight for my seat. Did Zayn confront her about what I told him? Well he must've, hence the stay out my business thing.

*****

The day drags on pretty slow and it is time to go home. I really need to get out of this place. I speedwalk until I get to my car. I'm digging in my purse to find me keys when I look up to see Zayn, sitting on my car, smoking a cigarette.

He looks up at me, and I swear I could've died right there, he looks so innocent. Like an adorable puppy with those big doe eyes. He looks at me for a bit before he speaks.

"Hey."

I come back to my senses and dig around my bag, feeling my keys. I unlock my car and pop the trunk, walking around to it. He follows.

"Hello."

"How was your day?"

I sarcastically pretend to think. "Well besides being harassed by your girlfriend and almost getting in a fight with her, it was kinda slow, but pretty ok."

"Oh God.." He sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose.

"When are you gonna get your head out of a ditch, Z? I put a hand on my hip.

"Here we go again.." He trails off.
"I don't wanna hear this shit. Later." He turns to walk off. I grab his arm.

"Wait," I look him in the eyes and gulp.

"Take a ride with me?" I look pleadingly at him. He gives in and nods.

15 minutes later

We walk to the very top of the large building where I like to sit at. I come and watch the city move, people and cars and buses are constantly moving. It is relaxing to watch.

I take his hand and lead him to a seat by the edge, but not too close. We sit and for a long moment, it is silent. Until I speak up.

"I'm not trying to hurt you ya know," I say, staring straight ahead. He looks over at me.

"I just think you deserve better." He chuckles.

"Yeah? And who exactly is better for me? He looks slightly amused, oblivious to the fact that I so want to say 'me' so fast.

I shrug.

"Well, thank you."

"For?"

"For looking out for and caring about me. And I wanted to tell you that you were always right. Caught her on the way here in the back of Mark's car. It sucked, but I was more focused on where you were taking me." He chuckles.

I smile my first genuine smile all week. I look down to myself. I don't know if I'll regret this but, here goes.

"Zayn, I wasn't being completely honest with you. I didn't just want to tell you about Bianca as a friend but a big part was because....I,uh, I really like you." I immediately cover my face, embarrassed.

He uses his big hands to pry my fingers off my face. He moves his head down to my level.

"Hey, don't hide. Its just us. Where's that gorgeous smile?" I crack a smile and he reaches over and pokes my cheek.

"I really like you too girl. And I'm sorry I waited this long to tell you. I waited for you to go through all that just to have to tell me yourself."

I keep my head down shyly. He suddenly takes two fingers under my chin and lifts it gently. My heart is pounding in my chest. He looks me in the eyes and slowly leans in. I hesitantly lean in as well, and relax when I feel our lips touch. His hand goes to my waist and mine goes to his face . Its so soft. His lips are soft. I feel like I am dreaming, no joke. We pull back after a lil bit and my eyes land on his lips, his on mine as well.

And in this moment, I know that I've never felt this happy.