the Bradford Bad girl

PART 6

My heart skipped a beat . I looked at my friends , they were laughing too : “ teddy beaaar teddy beaaar” everyone was shouting .  I looked at Oumayma , she was laughing too , my heart broke instantly .

 Ridiculous ,  me : Zayn Malik . I felt tears . no impossible , men don’t cry .

 “ sir , can I go to the toilet? “ I finally stuttered  weakly .

 “ yes go .” he nodded then looked at the other students : “ and you guys ! what’s wrong with teddy bear??!”

 Everyone busted out lauhing .. they were laughing AT me , I thought they were my friends . they aren’t . FAKE FRIENDS.

 I felt more tears , I was shocked about what just happened . and what Oumayma did .

She looked so cool yesterday . why did she ??...

I closed roughly the toilet’s door and took a deep breath .

Yesterday : I was the most famous teen in this school and today I’m a joke . ALL this because of Oumayma.

 She hates me .

 After what I did to her yesterday . But I did it just to show to my ‘friends’ that I was ‘cool” .

 I’m not cool . I’m mean . I didn’t care about her feelings , I didn’t knew what she felt when everyone laughed at her . Now I understand everything .

The problem is , after all this , I like her . yes I do. It’s weird , but I do . I wanted to disappear completely so everyone could forget me .

 Oumayma’s POV.

 Words can’t describe how I felt when everyone started lauging at that Zayn dork Malik . I had my revenge . his sweet smile , that smile that he did yesterday was stuck on my mind . no impossible : I hate him .

 When he left the classroom , I knew that he was really mad at me . do I care ? he deserves worse .

 THE MATH SESSION :

 Zayn finally went back from the toilet , he looked more calm .

 He came and sat beside me , without speaking . I felt kinda bad , It was awkward .

 We started studying and I got stuck in an exercice , sighed and stared at my book , biting my pen stupidly .

 Zayn looked at my book and mouthed : “ you should use this , minus that , then add those .”

He showed me how to do it . he helped me .

“ oh . okay , thanks.” I uttered . I was shocked ; I thought he’d do something like .. I don’t know , everything but not a help . was he preparing a revenge too?

 “ no problem . if you need something just ask . I’m sitting here to help you . “ he replied then looked at the black board .

 I felt stupid , yes he helped me , of course , because the teacher forced him . Naturally .

 Maybe after school he will kill me or something  like that . I was expecting the worse .

 When the session finished , everyone laughed at him again : “ Zayn show us your teddy bears !!”

 “ teddy zayn ! “

 “momma momma ! “

 “ baby 5 years old moom I’m crying , gimme my teddy bearrr ! “

 “ kid.”

 He left the class ignoring them .

 Loubna stood beside me , I loved spending time with her , she started at me , with her greenish eyes : “ alalalala Oumayma .. that wasn’t nice …..”

 “WHAT?? Did you see him yesterday? Imitating me? He’s a dork . “ I rolled my eyes and left the classroom .

She followed me quickly : “Oumayma but you said that he was nice with you yesterday. I think you were too …..rude no? , he appreciates you .

“WHATT ? LOUBNA?? You’re saying this just because you like him ! do you want me to say sorry ? I will NEVER! Be sure of it .he’s normal  he needs to understand it. He needs to stop acting like he’s a celebrity .

 “ DO YOU CARE?” she smiled .

 “yes I care !!! . ?” I shouted whitout even understanding the question .

 “AHA ! so you  did this because you  care ! girl you love him . “ she giggled .

 “I HATE HIM!  I HATE ZAYN MALIK GET IT??” I almost screamed .

“shh shhh  it’s okay no need to scream . Oumayma he just passed behind you !! oh goshh …”

I turned and found him , alone , he was near us .

I went in the toilet and grabbed Loubna’s hand ‘ come with me . “

Zayn’s POV.

I started walking , alone . no girl’s crowd anymore . they left me when they knew that I had teddy bears . FAKE FRIENDS.

Oumayma well she …had her revenge . I managed to talk to her but I didn’t know what to say.i walkied around her and started thinking . I heard her saying my name .  she was talking about me , I needed to know what was she saying .

“ he’s nornal , he needs to stop acting like he’s a celebrity . “ I caught that sentence  and sat on one of the benches , I felt suddenly weak  , so weak , I’m nothing , I have no talents 0 nothing . she was right . I’m not special .  I sighed and got up again to hear what she was saying : “ I HATE ZAYN I HATE ZAYN MALIK !” she almost screamed .

My heard froze . she wasn’t my friend . she wasn’t my fake friend either : she hated me .