"Um hi" I said as i saw who was holding my wrist. My heart started racing and I could feel my cheeks turning red.
"Sorry i uh didnt mean to scare or startle you"
"No no i was just caught off guard. But do you erm need anything?" my voice getting shaky.
Zayn. The Zayn Malik who was still holdin on to my wrist so gently just looked down as if he were confused.
" No i just wanted to say hi. Um how was your summer?"
Just wanted to say hi? really? i probably looked so stupid but i just couldn't help it. His delicate voice and the way he held on to my wrist through it all I couldn't quite tell but he seemed nervous.
"Um Layla?" he asked a bit confused
Damn I whispered to myself. I had been staring at him blankly. I never even answered his question.
"Oh sorry. Yeah my summer wa"
That damn bell. I had to get to homeroom. Didn't wanna be late on the first day.
"God dammit!" Zayn almost yelled. "Well I guess I'll see you around, yah?"
"Yeah for sure, well i better run" As much as i didnt want to leave i had to. We went our separate ways, him going right and me left. I found my class and took my seat. I couldn't stop thinking about what just happened. Did he like me? was he just being nice?
I heard the door open after about 5 minutes of silence. In walked Zayn. We had the same homeroom.
This year could get fun.
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This isn't real {Zayn Malik}
Fiksi PenggemarHis love was like a drug pumping through my veins, and for some reason, I loved it. -Layla Foster When Layla Foster and her long time crush Zayn Malik finally get together her world is turned upside down; completely changed. As they both fall in lov...
