Those Eyes... (Zerrie Fanfic)

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

I was trapped in a piece of jigsaw puzzle that held the perfect picture, a beautiful picture indeed, the end result showing an expertly crafted image of something that only existed in my mind but this puzzle needed pieces to fit together and the truth was that the pieces were oddly shaped so that they never fit their destined pairs. This was my puzzle and it was me who had given life to it. I don't know why I was behaving in such a way because I have always been the one to avoid a mess, even the slightest drop of a juice spilling on my clothes would freak the hell out of me. Yet here I was spilling the entire bottle over me, drowning me in the process. Only this time, I was drowning in those eyes of my English teacher and I don't know how to save myself or if I want to be saved...

I gasped after checking the clock. I did not expect the pointy arrows signalling the end of my favorite lesson so soon. I had even arrived 20 minutes early then how did the time vanish so quickly? Surely the clock must be out of life or definitely broken.

I looked up to the two beautiful brown buttons that had me hooked to the core. Zayn was sitting next to me because I had pretended to be stuck again, when in reality, I knew exactly what the poem meant. The thing was, I didn't want his attention to be shifted on anyone other than me. I felt my heart lose it's pace if he did otherwise. I also gave him a friendship bracelet earlier today. I wanted him to know he held a special spot in my heart, To my surprise, Zayn had kissed my left cheek in response! Hot damn it! Now I understand why some people claim they will never wash their face after being kissed or touched by their idols. Zayn is more than an idol for me. I am totally head over heels and insane I know...