When I Look At You (A Zayn Malik Love Story)

Chapter 2 She Is Damn Special

Zayn's Point of View

"Dude! I m still not getting why are we doing this?" I groaned in the back seat of our car.

"Because its important," our leader in charge Liam spoke as we made our way to St Patricks High School.

High School!!!!!!!!!! Maybe I should write a book on it. 'Back to High School by Zayn Malik'.

God!!!!!!!!!!! I hate going back to High school.

All because of Liam and our manager who thought going to high school and graduating is necessary.

We are in a band and are quite famous but still we are going to this high school.

This is sure cruelty.

"Zayn bro, pass me the list of the classes we are suppose to attend," Niall said in an excited tone.

"Woa dude, don't get started with studies from now only," Harry said.

"Then what are we here for Haz? Girls?" Liam remarked.

"Yeah! But just the pretty ones," Harry said shamelessly.

Harry is into girls and girls are into Harry. Both are very dangerous.

Our car halted infront a large buliding.

Our high school. Yay! Note the sarcasm here.

We got out of car and noticed some girls looking in our way.

I smiled to myself and followed where Liam was going.

Inside the school

"Ok guys Zayn here is your schedule," Liam handed me my schedule's list and the others too.

We all had homeroom together as the first period.

As we were making our way to the class I suddeny remember to call Mum.

"Ummm.....guys? I need to call my Mum, so I will catch you guys later."

"Ok!" they all said in unison.

I turned and went to look out for a safe place to talk to Mum. (Can't help to remind myself that I m in The One Direction TEE HEE! )

After a few minutes

"Ok Mum......yeah Mum....Ok........love you loads....bye," I finished talking to Mum and kept my phone in the bag.

All of a sudden I felt nobody was beside me and I was all alone in the corridor.

"Shit! The class must have started!" I muttered under my breath and started running towards front.

I was hoping to see somebody to ask the directions for ummmm.....what was the first class?.....umm....yeah homeroom.

But unfortunately no one was there.

I slowed down my pace and then out of blue someone dashed into me making me and that person fall.

All books were scattered beside me and that person.

I lifted my head to see a girl. And her eyes instantly fell on mine.

She wore glasses and was wearing the most simplest clothes in the world. She seemed very simple and...........how should I say it???........extraodrinary!

Her eyes had the most unusual color I have ever seen. Her hair was left loose, Her skin was tan and what it looked like was damn smooth.

And I was shamelessly staring at her she ducked her head down and started gathering her books.

"I m sorry," I said apologetically.

She didn't say anything. She just kept on gathering her books. 

"I am really very sorry," I said more emphasisinly.

This time she replied.

"Its ok," she said and turned around to go.

Huh? 

She just ignored me?

Nobody ignored me like that.

Nobody.

"Hey Zayn come on. We need to go," Liam voice pulled me out of my day dream.

Great! Why couldn't they just find me out when I was looking for them instead of running into Miss No Answer?

"Lets go," I said and all of us went to the Homeroom.

We all walked through the empty corridors( well it means we all were  following Liam.....God! he knows everything.)

Finally we reached the Homeroom.

"May we come in?" We all said in unison.

"Yes yes some in." The taecher said and we entered the class.

As we entered the class, we all plastered fake grins on our faces.

Duh!! Who liked going to school back again, let alone a completely foreign school?

I started looking around to see the students sitting.

Then......

Oh My God!

Miss No Answer was sitting right there in the last seat and was staring right at me.

And I think she recognised us!

Kill me now!!!!