The Marcel Makeover

Chappie 2!

[A/N: Yay! CHAPPEH 2! I really hope you guys enjoyed this, even my mum said it was great! Haha, no, my mum doesn't know that I'm writing this. Maybe I should tell her... Or not. Nah, probably nawt. I'll be writing in Zayn's POV! Enjoy!]

ZAYNS POV

*Beep Beep*
"Unh," I groaned, hitting the snooze button on my alarm clock. Time to get up. I went to the bathroom, washed my face and had my morning wee. [A/N: I couldn't help myself xD] I walked back to my bedroom, meeting my mum on the way.
"Good morning Zayn! How did you sleep last night?" she asked me, in a cheerful tone.
"Morning, thanks mum, I slept well." I grumbled back.
"Great! Breakfast is ready downstairs."

I smiled, and walked to my bedroom, shutting the door behind me. What to wear? I don't want to seem like one of those guys that take really long to pick what to wear in the morning, but I do normally have that problem.

After a few minutes of searching my wardrobe, I found a grey t-shirt and black jeans. I threw my leather jacket over my shoulders, tied my boots up and walked downstairs.

While walking into the kitchen, I heard the front door shut. That must've been mum leaving for work. I took the plate of fried eggs and bacon from the kitchen counter and sat down. I had about 15 minutes until school started but hey, you only live once, so it shouldn't really be a problem if I came a bit later.

Just a bit.

You might be wondering about my background. I don't generally tell many people where I'm from and stuff ,for private reasons.

I wouldn't mind telling you though.

I am Zayn Malik, 17 years old. It's my last year of school, and I am going to an Art College once I finish. Sadly, the first semester of Nortington hasn't finished yet.

My mum is British and my dad... He died when I was 11. I have no siblings. I guess my dad's death had quite the influence on me, because, I admit, I do bully people. But I want to have a reputation in the school, I want people to bow down to me.

That's why I am popular.

That's why I am the girl magnet.

I am Zayn Malik.

Bow down to Zayn Malik, peasants.