This isn't real {Zayn Malik}

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My first day didn't go horrible. After homeroom I continued my day, only seeing Zayn at lunch when he was with his group of friends. I guess that prank didn't go so well since it ended up failing horribly. None of them got in trouble so that's good.

Volleyball practice was my favorite part of the day. I had been playing since a young age and have always had a passion for it. Being captain of varsity and only being a junior really excited me. I felt like all the girls respected me not just as a captain but as an overall girl. It was actually nice.

I got to my house and the door was locked which was strange since my mom doesn't work and she's almost always home when I get home from school. As i dug through my volleyball bag i found my house key and unlocked the door.

"Mom?"

No reply. I guess that was okay since this morning she was getting on my nerves. She's been doing that a lot lately and we're constantly screaming at each other. My dad works all day so usually misses our little outbreaks. That's good though cause last time he saw one he almost kicked me out for what i was saying. Parents.

I threw my bag on the floor right next to my bed. I know i should do my homework but instead i just grabbed my laptop from the top of my dresser and logged into tumblr. My iPod was plugged into my speakers and was now blaring a Pierce The Veil song. They had been my favorite band since as long as i could remember. My parents didn't approved of that music but i really didn't care.

While scrolling through my tumblr, i looked down at my phone which just lit up with a new text message.

'Is this Layla?'

Could it have been Zayn? my heart started to beat faster and faster as i typed back.

'Yes. May i ask who this is?(:'

I waited about two minutes until the screen lit up again

'Oh haha hey its me Zayn(;'

Again i felt my cheeks get very hot and could tell they were a bright red shade. Before i knew it Zayn was calling me! it took me a moment to realize what was going on before answering it.

"Hello"

"Hey Layla. Hey i was um just wondering if you were free this friday?"

My jaw dropped and i had to try my hardest not to scream.

"Yes actually after volleyball practice I will be"

"Well could I maybe take you out after your practice?"

It was happening. Zayn just asked me out on a date. I think it was a date at least.

"Of course should i just like meet you or" i was cut off by his raspy voice.

"You can meet me at The GFK Diner if you'd like. 6o'clock?"

"That works. See you at school?"

"Yup. Well bye Layla."

As we got off the phone i just couldn't help myself. I screamed at the top of my lungs and was jumping up and down. Today was barley monday, and i had to wait until Friday. The suspense would kill me.

One thought crept over my mind. What would I wear?!