She hasn't stopped staring at me, for the past fifteen minutes ive sat by myself and this blonde haired girl hasn't took her eyes off me.
I stand up from my chair, slowly approaching her. "Im not being funny, but hasn't you're mom ever told you its rude to stare." My hand is on my hip, my temper is slowing increasing and the last thing I want to see is her smiling back at me.
"Nope" She pops the p, she's twice as annoying as before. "My mother recently passed away, so no manners for me." She sweetly remarks. "So here I am now, in here" She picks up her fork, a piece of meat is pushed into her mouth.
I feel slightly bad, ive jumped to a conclusion before thinking about it..again. The people stare as I slowly sit down after making a slight scene with the blonde. "Im Alice" She brushes her hand against her top before putting out so I can shake it.
I don't, germs..think of all the germs I could catch. "Im Carly" I grumble. Looking past her and at Zayn, who just happens to be with his friend.
"How long have you been in here?" She questions, my ignorance to the girl is shifted when Zayn spots me staring.
"Er, a day" I half smile, looking down at my half painted finger nails.
Before the blonde can say another word, Zayn's tall figure is by my side.
"Hi," He looks down, smiling. I quickly look back at him, a grin plastered on my face.
"Hello" I take a quick look back over at the girl, to see her and Zayn's friend hand in hand. He has a girlfriend, she's dating him? They are completely different, they look completely different, total opposites yet they're together.
"Do you want to go grab some food?" Zayn questions, why do I find myself staring at him why she's making him laugh. "Carly?" Zayns cold hand reaches down on my arm, causing me to jump up out of my chair.
"I-I," I stutter, the chair has hit the floor and all eyes are on me. Zayn kneels down picking up the chair before softly grabbing my hand and helping me to my seat, he sits next to me and the stares die down.
"Are you okay?" He focuses on my facial expression, im jealous. I know I am, ive had this feeling before, defiantly jealousy It was the time when I was watching a movie and the guy who I totally fell in love with kissed another girl. Lets just say my parents had to buy me a new TV. "I didn't mean to startle you, that's the last thing id want to do." He looks helplessly at me.
"Im fine, its just I-" He just happens to but in.
"She was too busy staring at me, to even notice you mate." He sniggers.
"Shut up Harry" Zayn snaps, Harry. So that's his name, I always thought a guy named Harry would be a posh boy's name, when I think of Harry, I think of that British royal guy. You know Prince Harry or something, he isn't nothing like a Prince, he's far from It. The tattoo's that are visible are some what nice yet too simple to mean any shit to him.
Harry's up and out his chair, while Alice looks up at him, confusion written all over her face. He is rather touchy. "Alice..come on." He holds out his hand, waiting for her to take it. When she doesn't he forcefully pulls her up out the chair.
"H-ey, don't pull her up like that." I saw the hint of pain when he grabbed her, she shouldn't have to be ruled by him.
"Shut up" He hisses, his eyes are hard, a dull green.
"Harry, please lets just go." Alice is pulling his sweater, he pulls away from her as he storms out towards the door, just like a five year old.
"Bye Harry" I smile sarcastically, his finger is raised as the doors shut.
