zayn pov
"but mom I dont want to" I yelled at the top of my voice
,I just moved frombradford to holmes chappele and I really did not want to start school but my mom obviously had other plans,
"zayn u better get your arse up "my mom yelled back
"uuurgh fine" I got up and walked straight to the bathroom once I got cleaned up I walzed right into my walk in closet, yes I am rich my mom works for google so I am really rich I out on a white v neck a varsity jacket with m on it a pair of black skinny jeans and high tops then I did my hair, I just recently put blonde in it since my bestmate niall said to put it in. he lives here I just hope we go to the same school, anyway i put it in its trademark quiff and viola im done. I walk outside to my Lamborghini (dont really know how to spell it) and started driving to school, once I got there everyone stared at me and my car obviously impressed, I got lustful stares from both boys and girls but the one I noticed was from those green enticing eyes , he was the definition of sexyness my gosh he had a mop of curly hair which was pushed to the back by a bandana he had a white shirt that made me see an outline of his abs and omg his face he had chiseled cheekbones withthose red plump lips that looked so damn irresistible oh god he was HOT and those tatoos kill me now. I was snapped out of my trance when Iheard my name being called by a very familiar irish I looked up to see blue eyes staring at mee grinning , I immediately rushed to hug him ignoring the stares I was getting ,
'niall what are you doing here" I asked him
"well obviously I go here" he replied
smartass I thought, but before I got to say anything else the bell rang
"come on" niall said as he dragged me Through the halls of the school he stopped and looked at m yschedule, when he was done he looked up at me grinning ,
" what" I asked him,
"we have every period together with louis and liam" ,he replied
"who is that" I asked ,
"oh those are my friends u will meet the rest later"he said and ragged me to class, thats when I saw him again.
Harry pov
I woke up again to the sound of rats scurrying around , yes I am that poor I live with my dad well he is never here anyway so yea and my sister gemma already left to find a better life they all pretty much left me to die and that is why I hate people, I dont want to talk to them, they all end up leaving me anyway so whats the point. anyway I get up and run to the lake to take a shower since the water has been cut off , after taking a shower and everything I rush to school, I just got to school when all of asudden a lambourghini pulls up and then a god like boy steps out omghe is beyond perfect and I am not the only person to think so as I see everybody staring at him with lust , he was gorgeous and breathtaking his hair was gelled up in a quiff with a blond strip in front which made him look sexy and his face was perfect from his eyelashes that any girl will kill for to those golden eyes to his perfect nose and his pink plumplips that I wanted to kiss the hell out of I looked down at his ass it was plump and perfect he was perfectly tan, and then he looked up and he saw me and we both stared at each other and i was felling a tingling sensation in my stomach until I heard a loud voice snapping me out mytrance and I saw a boy I think his name was niall, he shouted "zayn" and the god like boy looked up at him and tackked him in a hug, so his name was zayn it fit perfectly, before anything else happened the bell rang and niall drug zayn down the hallway, wait why am I thinking like this I cannot like him, I hate everybody but yet I cant find it in myself to hatehim. oh god what is happening to me
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