One Direction One-Shots (boyxboy)

Ziall- Man of Painting

Hello everybody! I know I haven’t been writing for a while, but here’s a new one shot. Prompt by @TomlinsonTuesdays . I actually love this prompt! Go and follow her btw, she’s a darling :D

Prompt: Zayn was always quiet, he always did as told, never rubbed anybody the wrong way, but what nobody knew was that he was an artist, professional may I add, and he sold paintings, and sculptures for money to help his family. Niall on the other hand is loud, and funny. He is a prestigious student and excellent footballer, and Zayn is infatuated. He draws Niall one day, in a flower crown, and accidently gives it to the museum, instead of his original painting, and the school goes on a field trip to that museum, and everyone finds it, and Zayns secret is revealed. End how you please

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Zayn sighed as he finished another one of his paintings, this one showing a beautiful lake, with a bench and two figures sitting on the bench facing the lake. He hadn’t put many details in the figures, but rather in the beauty of the lake and everything surrounding it. He was excited to sell this one to the art gallery he worked for, but wasn’t quite sure on whether people would like it or not. It was different from his other paintings, and that was what made Zayn doubt it. He sat down on the couch, running his hand through his hair, when his flat mate and best friend Harry walked in.

“Whatcha doin’ Zaynie?” He asked, shutting the door behind him.

“Oh, I just finished with my new painting, just chilling bro,” he answered, sounding quite unsure of himself.

Harry made his way over to Zayn’s easel and stared at the painting thoughtfully.

“I know it’s not so good… I don’t think I should sell this one,” Zayn said, once he saw the look on Harry’s face.

“Are you kidding me Zayn? This is the best one yet. How you manage to paint so beautifully still amazes me,” Harry replied.

“I’m not so sure though Haz… It’s so different from what I usually paint,” Zayn replied still uncertain of himself.

“That’s what makes it so great Z, now shut up and help me with dinner, you even have to go to school tomorrow. What’s your mum gonna think when she finds out I’ve been letting you skip.”

“Fine Dad, I’m coming. God!”

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Zayn walked into the hallway with Harry by his side the next morning. He saw people turning around and staring, girls giggling and boys looking quite envious. But he knew none of it was for him, since his best friend was the popular of the two. Zayn didn’t blame them though, Harry was gifted with looks, with his mop of curly brown hair, green eyes and dimpled smile with a vibrant personality whereas Zayn was quite the opposite. He had jet black hair, tan skin, hazel eyes and gave an aura of mystery. Zayn was always quiet in class, and abided with everything his teacher’s said to do. No one believed the two were best friends, and yet they were.

Once they reached Zayn’s locker, the two separated, Harry having to get to a different wing being a junior. The warning bell sounded, and Zayn quickly grabbed his books, making his way over to room number 112, university level English.  He quietly made his way to his seat in the back of the classroom, and noticed he was the first one there. After greeting Mr. Brunner he took a seat and continued reading his favourite novel, The Outsiders.

He was engrossed in his novel, at the part where Ponyboy and Johnny had killed one of the Soc’s when he heard a melodious laughter. He looked up and saw the one and only Niall Horan walk into the room with his entourage of people, including his two best friends Liam Payne and Louis Tomlinson.