Halo (Zarry Fanfic)

Prologue

PROLOGUE

“Shit.” I cussed under my breath as I rummaged through my bag and flipped through my folder for the fourth time that morning, I knew I had forgotten something when I left Zayn’s dorm this morning. I had forgotten my print out of my quiz results, which I need to show my Laboratory instructor before I could participate in my lab class today.  Studying midwifery was stressful at times but I loved it all the same. I was almost finished my first year of studying at The University of Leeds. I had barely got in with my GCSE results and now that I was here I was not going to jeopardize anything, even just one lab class. 

I figured I must have left it at Zayn's dorm since I stayed over for the night. I rushed out of the lab, out of the building and the cool breeze hit my face as I tugged my olive green coat tighter around my figure. It wasn’t raining yet but as I ran across the Chancellor's Court it started to drizzle. I chucked my hood up to cover my dirty blonde hair, which was pulled back into a neat ponytail.

 As I continued to rush across campus I passed the places my friends and I hang out when we are not studying or attending our classes. Like ‘Old Bar’ where Zayn and I met for the first time when my best friend Clancy had dragged me out to hang out with her boyfriend Liam and his friends; that included Zayn, Niall, Louis and Harry. Clancy is a very loud and outgoing, big brown eyed brunette, we’ve been best friends since I can remember, so to find out that we are going to the same university was amazing. Her boyfriend Liam is a pretty cool guy, him and Clancy are very similar, and I think that’s why they’ve been together for so long. They started dating at the start of high school when Liam swept her off her feet when he decided to throw a football at her head when she wouldn’t stop talking. They’ve been together ever since.

 So when I finally gave in to go to the ‘Old Bar’ with Clancy I didn’t expect to find the man I would soon to fall in love with and call my boyfriend. Zayn is basically the most intriguing guy. He was totally different to any other guy I ever dated, he’s so carefree and has this rebellious feel about him with his dark hair, golden eyes, olive skin, shy smile, cigarettes in his hand, I had to get to know him. I found out that he studies Art and Design and I really found that enticing. I felt like he opens my mind with his creativity. By the end of the night with a lot of alcohol in my veins he had my number and we were going out the next night, I couldn’t get enough of him. He has showed me and taught me a lot of things I never knew, it’s exciting time in my life.

 I was only about a minute away now from Charles Morris hall where Zayn's dorm was, I pulled out my phone and dialed his number just to make sure that he was there anyway or else it was probably locked and I wouldn’t be able to get my quiz results and therefore fail that lab session. The call didn’t even ring it went straight to voicemail, which wasn’t a surprise and really bothered me that he never had his phone on.

I pushed my way through the other students outside the entryway to the 4 level brick building, I went in pressed the button to the left but the lift seemed to take forever, so I decided just to take the stairs. I ran up the staircase that zigzagged back and forth all the way to the fourth floor where zayns room was located. My breathing was heavy from all this physical activity and I couldn’t stop smiling with the images flashing through my head from the night before. Zayn kissing my neck, gripping my hips and combing his fingers through my hair talking about how much he loved me, you know all that sweet stuff. I was pulled from my daydream when I ran head on into a tall guy with dreads and headphones in his ears. After mouthing “sorry” to him real quick I finally made it to Zayn's door. I didn’t bother to knock when I found that the door handle turned without any problem. I pushed the door open and it gave a little creak. Once I stepped into the room I heard two loud gasps.

 I then realized that not one of them had come from me. But from Zayn and a random blonde girl who was lying underneath him, their naked bodies barely covered by the thin white sheets.

(A/N: PLEASE LET ME KNOW IF YOU ENJOYED IT AND IF I SHOULD CONTINUE.. )