Can I Help You, Mr. Styles? (Zarry AU)

Ch. 11 - Bitch.

A/N: ^^^^^^^^ hmm that pic tho..
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Third Person POV

Zayn sat in his first period class with his lips pressed into a thin line and his arms crossed as his teacher's lesson went in through one pierced ear, and out through an un-pierced one.

How dare Mr. Styles tease him about whether he cared about who the teacher talked to or not?

He doesn't care. Pfft. As if.

Why would he care when he has Justin?

Handsome, caring...clingy, annoying Justin.

Huh.

He is kind of clingy now that Zayn thinks about it. Always with him. Always giving him the same compliments. He came over to Zayn's house once and all he did was stare at him.

Justin doesn't like it when Zayn's around Liam, but he's cool with Niall which is weird and Zayn always gets peeved about it because it makes hanging out so hard.

But Justin is still nice company and Zayn's lying if he says that Justin doesn't make him happy.

Justin asked him to be him boyfriend and Zayn said yes of course.

So yeah. He doesn't care about Mr. Styles and his beautiful long brown curls, and his bright green eyes, and his cliché tattoos or his stupid button down shirts or the way he half smiles and bites his lip whenever he catches Zayn looking at him, or the way his fucking dimples pop out whenever he laughs and--

Ok. Zayn cares.

But he shouldn't. And half the things he just thought about, he shouldn't even know.

But here's how the senior rationalizes. Him and Harry are friends. They met before he was ever Zayn's teacher. So technically they were friends before Zayn became the taller man's student. So technically, the way the two boys treat each other is completely normal.

Sure they throw curses at each other sometimes, but what friends don't?

And since they're friends, it's ok for Zayn to think about Harry as much as he does. And it's ok to be on a first name basis.

And it's ok for their tutoring sessions to be filled with literally just talking and not involving any books whatsoever.

And it's also ok for Zayn to think Harry is painstakingly attractive.

Zayn gets out of his thoughts, but he thinks it's unfair that Harry was able to call him out on his jealousy so quick.

He really just wants to ignore his crush because when he puts that aside, Harry is a really cool person to just be around and to talk to about complete and utter shit.

So he's not giving up his attempt to stay just friends with his teacher instead of making a fool out of himself if he starts flirting and Harry just turns him down and is disgusted.

That'd be bad.

So Zayn tries to pay attention in class. He hears some of what his teacher has to say but he honestly just doesn't care anymore. He's gotten such good grades in this class, that he could completely bomb the next 5 assignments--no matter what they are--and he'd still pass the class with an A minus.

He knows. He calculated.

So the bell finally rings for lunch and the boy picks up his bag before walking briskly out of that freezing cold classroom of boredom.

He walks toward the cafeteria before stopping and deciding he doesn't feel like eating that disgusting school food today.

Zayn didn't feel like going in that noisy cafeteria either; he kinda just wanted to sit with somebody somewhere quiet.