Sophomore year

Day 1

Part 1:

                Geometry? U.S. History? American Lit and biology? Are you kidding me? The only class I'm actually looking forward to is anatomy and philology, and that's because I'm looking forward to going into athletic training. Other than that, this year is just going to be as bad as the last. Thoughts of what happened to me run through my head as Zayn walks towards me in the lunchroom. My well played faked smile comes to my face.

"What are you smiling about?" he snaps at me.

"Just happy to be back here I guess I missed it more than I thought." I say lightly

"Whatever you had a good summer."

                To hell I did, does he really not pay attention to me at all? I look down at my wrists and see the marks I left a few days ago... they are still kind of pink I fix my bracelets and turn my hands away from everyone. Everyone slowly begins to show up and before I know it class is starting, I get up forgetting Zayn is right beside me , as I start to walk away he pulls me roughly back into his chest. As he laughs and talks with his friend a thought is brought to my mind...

*Flashback*

"Harry no." I giggle as I push his hands away from my stomach.

"Come on baby just let me feel."

                He slowly pulls my closer and moves his hands inside my shirt. My eyes never leaving his I feel like I'm in space and nothing else matters to me. He smiles at me and slowly moves the swing we are sitting on. I lean back into his chest and start to feel the warmth of his body. His hands lightly touch my skin, I suck in as much as I can because I hate that I have rolls its so gross.

"Babe stop" he says

"Stop what?" I question even though I know what he means

"Stop sucking in I love your stomach. And after we get married it will have babies in it."

                I knew that he meant it was many years from now but I felt so alive and perfect in this moment. Thinking about what I'd look like pregnant with the love of my lives child.

*Present*

"Mackenzie! " Zayn yells at me.

"What?"

"Here is your class I have to go."  

"Oh okay thank you." I fake a smile

                He places a kiss on my lips and I feel my body shiver not because I like it but because I feel gross when he touches me. He walks away but I don't bother to watch him I speed walk into the classroom and notice there is no one in site. I sit in the middle of the room so I'm not the weirdo in the front but that depressing kid in the back (WE ALL KNOW ITS TRUE!!!) a few more kids show up, no one I really know. I knew I'd be alone in anatomy because I'm one of the only few that thought this year through. If I take both anatomy and biology this year and pass them I won't have to take anymore science classes for the rest of high school. HOW COOL IS THAT!?!

                The day slowly progresses and I go to all my morning classes, except one. I have American Lit next. My teacher seems really uptight, so I just try not to make eye contact and I stay off my phone even though I know Zayn is blowing it up. I recently got my own phone over the summer and he texts me 24/7 and if I don't answer right away he flips out. Crazy right, you think I'd flip out because he does this to me.

"Class next Monday we will take a trip to the library to pick out books for you to read in and out of class. You must finish them in two week and they must be on the reading list." My teacher comments with only minutes left in class.  

I skim the list and see really nothing I will really enjoy reading, but I see "Little women" a movie my grandma talks about all the time so I say what the hell and pick that as my book to read for the two week. I walk out of class down a few hall ways hoping not to run into Zayn... it's lunch time now so I know he is looking for me. Just as I turn to walk to the lunchroom Zayn calls me.

"Hello?" I answer

"Where are you?"

"Walking to the lunchroom."

"Hurry up and met me in room 123." He demands

"Okay."

                I hang up the phone and think about not going but I know if I don't he will kill me so I don't risk it and make my way to the lunchroom.