Shy Boy - Zayn Malik

~7~

TRIGGER WARNING LATER ON AT THE END!!

"What the f#ck!" I yell marching up to Emma as people walk out of the school. "Woah! What's the matter?" She asks as i hold back from punching her. "Were you the one who told Louis Zayn babysat my sister and i was mad at him!?" I yelled. "Well. Um. Yeah. Kinda." She stutters as my blood boils. "Stay out of my personal business, Emma. You had no right!" I yell as i stomp away. As i am halfway home i decide to just go to the park. I need time to think. I walk over the street and into the grassy park. Why? I want to be friends with him. Find out why he is such a mystery. Hang out even, just to damn talk with him friendly.

But no. Bitches have to make that impossible. I sit on a swing and listen to the creaking noise of the metal. I can't believe how much no one really loves me. My mum and dad never say they love their own daughter, just Izzy. All my relatives are just somewhere. They never come to visit, and Emma is a good friend but we never get personal. Like and i don't have a bff or anything. Oh well. The only person on this earth I'm interested in having be my friend or more is Zayn. Yes, i kinda like Zayn. But I'm never falling for him.

I hear my phone ding as i look at it.

Emma,
So sorry. You're right i shouldn't have told Louis. Xx

I decide that it is just her nature i guess to want catastrophies in school. Keep the gossip train moving. Ugh.

Zia,
Okay

Is what i answer back, simply, okay. I still have the right to be mad at Louis though. He's such a. If he thinks he can woo me like that he is wrong as shit. Just then my phone rings. I answer it not knowing who's number it is.

"Hello?" I say kinda rudely. "Oh hey, um it's me, Michael." He says as i furrow my eyebrows in confusion. "Michael who?" I ask questioning. "Um, Clifford." The voice says as i lighten them. "Oh, you might have the wrong number." I say. "Oh, I'm so sorry i thought you were, um. I don't know it's stupid." He chuckles from embarrassment. "What." I say as i giggle. At least someone can brighten my mood. "Look you wanna meet up somewhere get coffee or something?" He asks as i smile. He is cute. "Uh maybe. You from around here?" I ask as i get off the swing and start heading home. "Uh, well I'm in Sydney Australia now." He says as i let out a hearty laugh. "Wow what's the matter?" He asks laughing too. "Oh nothing I'm just, in England that's all." I say then we both laugh. "Aw shit, i thought we could get married." He says as i laugh. "Crap, i know Right!" I yell as we both laugh hard. "Hey what's wrong who is she?" I hear on the other end as i stop laughing. "Shut up Calum. I'm trying to win a girls heart, from England." I hear him say as i laugh.

As i walk up to my house i sigh. "Listen Mikey I'm gonna have to call you later. I'll save your number in my phone so we can stay in touch?" I ask as he giggles and says an okay. "Okay bye then soul mate." I say jokingly. "Bye wove." I hear him say as he hangs up. Wow. That is odd. Today is a very different day for me. I just talked to a freakib kid from Australia! Wow. I put my phone in my pocket and look up. I see Zayn sitting across the street smoking on his porch. Was he watching me?

I run over quickly and his facial expressions change to mad like. Why? "Heya." I say as he looks away. "What do you want?" He asks as i get startled. He's never really been unshy before. "Well you don't have to be freakin mad at me what'd i do." I sa as i get impatient. He looms down and i can see his shyness coming back. "I got beat up for hanging with you for only four days. And like i said. You talking to me isn't going to work out." He says as i get angry. "Work out. My life doesn't belong to a f#cking school, Zayn!" I shout as his face hardens and his jaw clenches. He looked so damn sexy. "Just stay away from me. I'm worthless, ugly, and a monster anyway! I don't even get, why you want to be friends anyway!!!" He yells loudly at me as i back away. He then puts out his cigarette and goes into his house slamming the door.

"Fine. F#ck you Zayn!" I shout as i march across the street. A few minutes later of standing on my doorstep thinking i see his dad pull up and decide to go inside. What did he mean about monster and ugly even?!

Zayn p.o.v.

I slam the door in her face as i go in. I want to be friends with her. But i am all those things i said. And i can't be friends with the most popular girl in m school. I don't deserve to. Especially one as pretty as her. Yeah. Maybe i fancy Zia a bit. I can't help it.

Anyway. Great. Dad is home. "Hey worthless shit! Get over here. I'm gonna beat you good!" He crys as i assume he's drunk. Like always. Oka I'm not gonna lie any more. The reason why I'm so shy is because, my own father abuses me. Every night he'll come home drunk and day, and hit me so hard. And if i don't obey his orders I'll get beat to death practically. Or just hit, but that's just when he isn't drunk.

After he gets done beating me i rush upto m room trying to hold back tears. I am a monster. Just like he say and the kids at school. I think as i slide the razer down m skin on my wrist. I deserve every one of these. Cause if my mum wouldn't have had me, she wouldn't be dead.