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three

school wasn't quite the place half the teenage population wanted to be, but it was something you had to do if you wanted to actually be something in the future. harry wasn't exactly a nerd per se, but he did get all of his work done, and did whatever it took to makes good grades on tests and report cards. though he didn't really participate in extracurricular activities, he still did exceptionally well in school.

zayn was more of a laid back type of guy. where he'd get his work done most of the time and  good enough grades to pass. he didn't try to perfect anything. he just did what it took to pass. he didn't work hard to make perfect grades. as long as he got at least a C+ he was good. he didn't stress over school like most if the people around here did.

and just like in movies, of course their school had "labels". there were the popular, jocks, math nerds, the outcasts, and you have the nobodies. zayn doesn't put himself in a label, but in everyone's eyes here, he was considered pretty popular. because of course if you look that good, you have to be popular, at least that's how it was around here. it didn't matter whether you wanted to be or not, if you were male or female and had the looks, you're automatically at the top.

harry wasn't as popular as zayn was. in fact, people especially girls, hated him. because one, he was gorgeous, and two, he was dating one of the hottest guys in the entire student body and probably the hottest guy in the town. so yeah of course he was gonna have haters and people who didn't like him. but that didn't phase him. he was zayn's and zayn's was his. he didn't have anything to worry about.

so walking hand in hand inside the school, there were hateful glares thrown his way, and girls with heart eyes at zayn. zayn ignored them all, and looked straight ahead, and at harry whenever he would say something. zayn didn't ever give any of these girls or even guys the attention he gave his boyfriend. only harry deserved that, harry was the only one he saw in his eyes, visa versa. zayn squeezes harry's hand as he lets go once they stopped at his locker. zayn leans against the lockers next to harry's, crossing his arms. and if you didn't know they were dating, you'd think zayn was a personal body guard.

"i hate this school, too many thirst ridden girls." zayn says annoyed as he looks around seeing more than just a few girls eyeing him like he was a delicious slice of pizza. harry snickers.

"babe that's at every school. but that's what you get for being so hot." harry says, sorting through his things in his locker. he was a neat freak, everything had to be organized or he'd freak out. no, he's not ocd at all, just very specific about things.

"yeah well that's not my fault, blame my parents."

"i don't even think they are responsible for it, i think god himself created you." harry replies. zayn chuckles and pushes himself off the lockers going up behind harry, slapping his ass, making harry jump. "ba-" harry started but zayn cut him off, by quickly turning him around and pulling him close.

"if god created me-" zayn presses his lips to harry's briefly before pulling away, "then he also created you." another kiss, "because there's no way your mum or dad created such a master piece." another kiss, this time letting it linger. harry hums against his lips before he pulls away grinning and looks up at zayn with a hand placed on his cheek.

"are you saying that my parents are unattractive?" harry asked jokingly. zayn smacks his teeth and rolls his eyes. he grabs harry's ass, making harry let out a giggle.

"boy if you don't -" zayn says before he smashes their lips back together sending harry into fists of laughter as their lips moved against one another. it was quickly cut short when they were interrupted by a voice.

"i'm glad to see the little love birds made up." liam says as he walks up to them. they both pulled away groaning.

"oi fuck off." zayn says. liam places his hand over his chest.

"is that any way to talk to your best friend?" he asked with fake hurt in his voice.

"whatever." zayn shook his head, "anyways, what do you want?"

liam rolls his eyes, "i just wanted to see my best friend. do i need a particular reason to be here?"

zayn chuckles, "no, just asking mate, don't rip my balls off." liam laughs shaking his head.

"how can i? i don't even think you have any." he smirks. zayn punches him in the shoulder with a glare.

"hey fuck you, i have bigger balls than you."

"you would know." liam smirked, winking at him. zayn chuckled mumbling something about liam being so gay. and of course they both burst out laughing at the statement, since it was practically hypocritical seeing as zayn was gay himself. harry rolled his eyes glaring at liam. liam noticed and a smug smile spreading across his lips as he pretended he didn't even notice harry's glare. harry turns around and proceeds to move things around in his locker ignoring his presence. liam of course didn't like harry and harry knew this, which made him not like liam. harry felt he didn't have a reason to dislike him. harry never did a thing to him, liam was just so blunt towards him and malicious and it made harry seriously want to skin him alive.

"babe." zayn says from behind harry. he hums. "liam and i are gonna go hang out in the gym before class, you cool with that?" harry wanted to say no and fuck liam, but he refrained and gave a fake smile.

"yeah it's cool." zayn nodded with a smile, and leaned over to give harry a quick kiss, and a tap on the bum.

"thanks babe i'll see you at lunch."

liam taps harry's back, "yeah we'll see you at lunch, try not to blow a fuse today yeah?" he says humorously knowing how hot headed harry could be at times, before he and zayn walk away, zayn slapping him in the back of the head for the comment. harry's face turns red and he snatches a book out of his locker and slams it closed. he picks up his bag and starts to walk to where he'd meet his own friends, grumpily mumbling stuff under his breath.

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