Good Girls Love Bad Boys (Zayn Malik)

Chapter 10

The movie with Riley was fun, we talked a lot about our childhood and stuff. I got home to two texts from Zayn.

Him: 'The boys want to see you ;)'

Him: 'I know, they are kinda weird'

Me: 'Aww they're so sweet', I replied.

I was a little scared to go back in that house. It is not the same in the day when it is at night. It's just so perfectly organized and pretty in the day, but at night, it is so dark and scary, just remembering it makes me nauseous.

I was going anyway, I told myself. There is just this weird thing pulling me towards him. Sometimes it is annoying and I want it to go away, but other times I feel like it is meant to be you know, like destiny. They say destiny is for losers, that you shape your own future. I just feel like it is meant to be, like I said.

He replied a few minutes later.

Him: 'Wanna come tommorow after hell hole ?'

Me: 'Yes , HAAHAHA'

Him: 'Ok, I'll tell them you're coming tomorrow'

Me: 'Okay, bye'

He didn't reply though. I think it is in his bad boy book that he can not say bye to anyone, because it is for pussies.

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Ugh, school. I got my bag and walked out to the crowded hallways and into the cafeteria. I didn't spot either Zayn or any of the guys there, only Carly and Rebecca sitting in the same table.

"Hey chicks" I said sitting in the table next to Rebecca.

"Hello"

"Do you guys know that girl who is always hanging out with Zayn ?" Asked Carly taking a bite of her huge burrito, too big for her petite-self.

"No idea" said Rebecca and then looked at me "Why don't you go ask him ?"

"Where is he ?" I said the exact same second he walked through the cafeteria doors, with her.

"Talking about the king of Rome" Carly said almost as a whisper and turned her head to where he was. 

"I'm going" I said and stood up, fixing my hair and my shirt while walking to the table they where sitting in. Was I really doing this? It was too late to chicken out. The blonde girl was sitting next to Zayn. By the time I got there she said something like 'be right back' and stood up. I sighed a breath of pure relief.

"Hi" he looked up at me and that was when I noticed the table was lonely, with only him occupying one of the seats.

"Hey, you coming today ?"

"Yeah I think so" He looked me up and down.

"Those pants look hideous on you" I was wearing a non-skinny pair of white jeans and a sky blue flowy top.

"You don't like it because it is not ripped and does not show half of my legs"

"Maybe that's the case. I see you met her" He said looking where the blonde was, getting a slice pizza.

"Who ?" I haven't met her yet. I have not had the pleasure of meeting her. 

"Adrienne, my girlfriend." The world kind of stopped right there.

Today I woke up with fear, fear that this would happen. Indeed it happened. I tried to stay strong and not start crying right there in front of him. I would not let this embarrass me.

"You-your girlfriend ?" I tried to speak but the lump in my throat grew bigger, and bigger the longer he stared at me.

"Yeah"

"I thought you didn't do girlfriends" I stood up straighter, trying to make myself feel less small.

"I have changed" Of course he did. Adrienne came walking towards us and hugged Zayn from the back. She didn't look like one of those girls Zayn usually hangs out with. She looked decent, nice at least.

I kept telling myself 'do not cry'. But it was useless, my eyes got watery. In seconds I was sitting in the floor of the supplies room, once again, alone, miserable, lonely. I hate it when things like this happen to me, and they happen very often. I do not know if he saw me crying, or if Adrienne did.

The room was dark and smelled a lot like dust. I stood up, wiped the tears and turned the lights on. A shelf full of paint, lots of white boxes, a clothing rack with costumes and a huge broken mirror came into view. There was more stuff, such as art supplies, pencils and those boring poster quotes they paste in classroom walls.

I stood up and went over to the broken mirror.

"Why are you so unwanted ? Why does everybody push you away ? What have you done to deserve it ?" I said to myself, although I don't know the answer myself.

The sound of the bell ringing took me out of my thoughts. I don't want to go back to class, so I decided I would spend some time here. No one enters this room anyways.

I have this obsession with cleaning. I guess it was inherited by my mom. She is always cleaning the kitchen, my room, the living room, everything.

I started of by taking the drama class costumes form their hangers and shaking the dust out of them. I sneezed and coughed a lot, but it was worth it. When I finished all the dresses and capes where perfectly placed in their rack. I continued by taking a stack of newspapers I found and cleaning the mirror with a little cleaning spray.

The bell rang again, signaling the end of the day. I was glad I cleaned the whole thing and missed class. I don't usually miss class, but it felt good today.

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