Over and Over Again [S.G//Z.M]

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Sorry by Justin Bieber
N I N A

Over the past three weeks me and Selena have literally became the best of friends. She's so fun and sweet to be around, even Ian likes her. We've hung out like a group of friends for a while, the first week we went bowling: me, Ian, Selena, Harry and Niall. The second week we went to the movies and the third week we went to the beach, staying out all night. We made a campfire and ate s'mores. Selena never once mentioned her ex boyfriend Zayn, who've I've lucky had to have classes with. He's not a bad looking dude, he's very hot actually but he's a still jerk for doing what he did to Selena.

I was sitting in my psychology class, waiting for my teacher to arrive because he was late yet again. I wonder if he cares about his job? My head rested on the cool table before me because I was tired. I had to write like two essays last night, talk about headache and sleep deprivation.

I heard the seat next to me screeched against the floor, stating that someone is about to occupy the chair. I look up to see a male, with olive skin, a buzz cut hairstyle, blazing hazel eyes and a nose ring. His beard was trimmed down, it looked decent on him. His tattoos were transparent through his white t-shirt. Which was paired with an olive green sweatpants and hoodie, a mucus color jacket and white nike sneakers. He looked hot, but so familiar?

(YASS DADDY SEXY ASS 😛😛😍😍^^^^... Back to the story, my apologies)

"You know if you're just going to stare at me might as well take a picture." He said rudely. The seemingly endless attitude was what brought me out of my trance of gawking.

I rolled my eyes while flipping my hair. "Please my boyfriend is way better looking than you." I spat annoyed. Getting an even worse headache.

He smirked. "Well tell your boyfriend I'll love to share." The hot boy whispered seductively.

I just turned to stare at the boy, he was hot don't get me wrong, but he was definitely NOT my type. "Do I know you from somewhere?" I asked.

"That depends."

"Depends on what?"

"Where have you seen me."

I tried to think back to where I've seen this boy in. He looks different but also familiar. I've seen this boy before, but he's obviously changed his appearance. What the actual fuck. I know this guy! What's his name again?

"Forget it..." I finally said something after a while and he shrugged it off, staring into to nowhere since professor Martin was still running late. "Wait, what's your name?" I asked.