Being Ordinary | One Direction

Chapter 1 | Oblivion ( Z a y n )

Chapter 1 | Oblivion

The only reason Zayn went to the beach was to write. He never actually came in the morning, though. The only time he would go out is at night, right before the sun goes down. He would sit close enough to the ocean that the salty water would lap to his ankles. There was something oddly comfortable about that.

His aunt and uncle make him come to the beach with them for the whole summer, which he is still undecided on his feelings over. Staying here is better then having to stay around the people he hides from anyway. Senior year was coming up after summer and he couldn't wait for school to be finished with.

"Don't be stupid." Zayn whispers to his thoughts. He knew that it was stupid to wish for school to be over, for he knows nothing will ever change.

Every year he tells himself that he will speak to the people around him. Talk to them without being an asshole. He doesn't know why he does it, but he sure as hell can't stop.

All he wants is something different. He was bored of the bottled blonde cheerleaders and assholes who think they rule everything.

Zayn knew he was just a small essence of the world compared to the big picture, but as he watched the sun set over the ocean, he felt bigger. He was more then a small enigma of the cruel and heartless world that he had to subside in.

"Pokey! Pokey, no, you little shit!"

Zayn's head looks up to the sound of the voice, only to be greeted by a huge dog licking his face. He would've found that disgusting under other circumstances, but right now he felt like he needed the company. Even if it came in the shape of a German Shepard.

He goes right out to pet it and the dog wags it's tail happily. Zayn always thought animals were better then people, they never had to get mixed up in the politics of the world. If an animal is given a good home and food to eat, they don't care about anything else. Human's find something bad in everything.

"You're so stupid." The girl taunts the dog. She has long black hair and blue eyes that were close to being a greyish-white. "He could be some pupy murderer or something and you would have been his next victim. Don't trust everyone, you idiot."

All of her clothes were black, even topping off with a black leather jacket. He was confused why she would go around in that with it being neary hundred degrees out, but she didn't seem to care about the heat.

"I don't think she cares." Zayn points out.

"He." She quickly repairs.

"Right, he." Who the hell names a boy dog Pokey?

"Avalon." The girl says randomly. "That's my name, I mean."

"Zayn."

She nods, unsure what to say next but not wanting to leave just yet. "So, you write?"

He looks down to his notebook to the words he subconsciously written down in his thoughts. "Yeah, I do."

"You don't see many of those." Avalon says, sitting down on the sand next to his beach chair. "Teenage boys who write for fun. Expecially someone who looks like you."

Zayn raises his eyebrows at her comment, but she just shakes her head. "God, I didn't mean it like that. I mean, you're tatoo guy. It kind of seems like you would be the scary badboy in every cliche love story. It's refreshing to see that you're not."

"Who's saying I'm not?" He tests her.

"Scary bad boy who sits on the beach alone writing about being an enigma? Yeah, not so much."