Zerrie Forevermore

Will You Go To The Cafe With Me?

It's time. Time to see him. Time to talk to him. Time to face the music. He walked in. He wasn't smiling, instead his eyes were darting around frantically, searching for something. Probably something to hit me with. But no. His eyes rested on me. He was looking for me. He gave me a look I couldn't read. Was it anger? Was it relief? I had no idea. My curiosity was killing me. I wanted to know so bad. I needed to speak to him but my voice was trapped in my throat. He walked towards me and I could feel my heart thumping erratically in my chest. 'Perrie,' he started. But fortunately, the bell rang at that exact moment and Mr. Thomas came into class. Zayn had a defeated look on his face and he walked away. I was so glad that the bell rang but at the same time, I felt so curious. What was he going to say? I brushed the thoughts away. It's okay. I'll talk to him during lunch. Or so I thought.

The whole time in class I could feel his eyes on me. Louis was talking to me throughout class while sitting beside me. He was making me feel comfortable and he was very nice to me. He smiled and made jokes about the teachers. Soon i had totally forgotten about the whole incident. In a few minutes, it was lunch. My thoughts about Zayn had come flooding back to me. Lunch meant that I had to go with them. Especially him. No, I couldn't do it. I couldn't face him. I was too ashamed. I raised up my hand.

'Yes Perrie?' Mr.Thomas asked. I stood up and walked towards him. Then I quietly told him that I wasn't feeling very good and that I wouldn't be able to take the boys around school.

'Oh. Ok then. Larissa, you'll be taking the exchange students around school today until Perrie is better tomorrow,' he said pointing to Larissa. The five boys' heads shot up. Zayn had an expression that told me he was upset or, well, disappointed. And Louis looked surprised. The rest of them just gave me looks of surprise too. Just not as intense as Louis.

I went back to my seat and on the way, my eyes interlocked with Zayn's. Looks like I won't be talking to him any time soon.

The rest of the class went by in spur. My mind was fixed on the look in Zayn's eyes. I was waiting for lunch. So that I could run to the toilet and cry. But I was hungry.

'Ring! Ring!' the bell rang. I stood up, thanked the teacher and refused to look at Zayn. I just couldn't. I went sraight to the cafeteria. I didn't even say hi to Beth and Chelsea. The boys were close behind with Larissa, but I wouldn't turn. They ended up in front of me. They all looked back and I looked down. They were all smiling, well except Zayn. He gave me the same look he gave me whenMr. Thomas said that I wasn't going to bring them around. That disappointed look just killed me from inside. They queued up for food and I was a few people behind them. They collected their food and sat at the table they were sitting at the day before. I walked by them and Louis called out to me.

'Perrie! Over here!' he shouted. I turned back to look at him. I didn't know what to do. Sit with them or walk way? I made my choice, I shook my head and walked away. I sat down at the empty table. I stared down at my food, slowly. Eating it. Playing with it.

Hey,' a familiar voice said. Louis.

'Hey,' I said softly.

He sat opposite me.

'Is something bothering you love. Is it Zayn?' Louis asked looking at me.

My head shot up.

'What?'

'Do you know that Zayn wants to talk to you? Really, really wants to talk to you. But I told him I didn't think you were ready from the way you were today morning. Anyway do you want to join me at the cafe tomorrow? The 'Music Cafe' downtown? Please? For me?

I thought really hard. Should I? He did ask me nicely. And I really needed to get my mind off him.

'Yeah, I guess,' I said.

'Sweet! We'll be going straight after school. See you then love!' he said cheerfully and went to the other boys. Honestly, I was quite excited. It had been forever since I went out with a guy friend and chilled. My mood was better but I still didn't really want to look at Zayn. I was still scared.

The rest of the day was a buzz. I didn't really think about anything much other than Zayn of course.

'RING RING!' The stupid bell rang. I was so sick and tired of the damn bell. But I was happy because school had finally ended.

I ran out of class after thanking my teacher and hopped into my car because I thought Zayn would try to talk to me again and I still wasn't ready. My guilty conscience was eating me up.

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