Chapter 4

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Zayn's P.O.V

Getting demoted wasn't such a bad thing, I mean I had to learn how to become responsible and admit to my mistakes. Yeah it does make me feel weak or a bit left behind but that's okay, everything that comes our way is something that we deserve. We need to accept it and let it flow.

First day of year 11 wasn't as bad, I mean I was just sitting in the back of the class the whole time and listening to all of the things the teachers were trying to teach. Oh well one day, I believe one day I will understand the point of high school.

I have a question for myself and you people. When you think of Zayn Malik as in me what comes in your head?

'I know what comes in people's head; bad boy with a fucked up past and is gonna fall in love and then change himself'

No and btw I was not asking you! Oh guys I talk to myself when I'm alone, I mean I think that the best advice I can ever get or the most honest criticism that I can get is from me, myself and I. Whenever I do something or when I think of doing something, I immediately ask myself for an advice. Anyways back to the question.

'You sound like a philosopher who has no life!'

I don't my dear friend, I'm just wiser now. I'm actually a very kind hearted person the only thing is I'm only kind to people who I think deserve my kindness. Well I haven't really met a lot of people who would leave a good impression on me, I feel like everyone is fake and put on a mask when they are out in the real world when in reality they are totally different when you see them in their house or when you get to know them personally.

Fake is something I'll never be, but somewhere in my heart I know that I do have a drop of it in me, which is because it is needed sometimes.

'Tring! Tring! Tring! Tring!'

Now who would call me at this time of the day? As in it's not that late but still anyways I get up and pick up the phone, "Hello?" I say with a questioning voice.

"Hey Zaynie! It's me Harry. How are ya mate?" He sounds so excited. "I'm good, what about you?" I ask. "Dude why being so formal and I feel like you weren't expecting my call. By the way do you know that we have a party on Saturday? Would you be able to join me and the rest of the boys?". Ugh I just started school and I got demoted, does Harry really think that I would want to party, he's right! "Let's party!" I hung up right after saying that.

'You'll never change Malik!'

That I know.
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Ria's P. O. V.

I was having a great day until I met Zayn. I mean the first days aren't suppose to be the best but still. I mean I thought he would at least be nice to me but oh well.

You need to stop expecting certain behaviors from certain people.

My inner conscience is like my best friend. She's always honest and loyal to me and I love that about her. I know that I shouldn't expect a certain behavior but that was just a simple behavior or whatever any human would show to a female or male.

Anyways I'm not going to ruin my mood because of some jerk who's just rich and thinks that he's the boss. Well he maybe the boss of his kingdom but I ain't no maid or servant. Back to reading my new novel that parents gifted me this year.

Don't you think the Zayn guy is hot?

Yeah I do think he's attractive but what's the point of such killer looks when your personality isn't even worth respect?

Woah, you sound like a wise person now don't you?

I am a wise person and I've always been a wise person. My parents never get upset with me nor do they complain, it's because I never give them the chance to.
I'm not perfect clearly but I try my best to not to disappoint anyone. Specially those who wear a mask when they go out in the real world. I want them to know that they are accepted no matter who they are. I want them to know that they will be loved regardless of what nation they come from.

Fake people seem to have something that they hide or are scared to show but I really don't judge them because sometimes the situation or the era demands one to be fake. To fit in, to look strong, to hide, and to love. People have different reasons to be fake but I really don't.

"Tring Tring! Tring Tring!"
I bet it's Alisha who's calling, I pick up the phone without wasting another second. "Hey there! How are ya?" She says. "I'm good Alisha, why so excited?" I ask.
"We have a party on Saturday and I, Alisha would like to take you as a date. Now please don't say no". Huh I knew it! Well does she really think that I would have the time to attend a party when I have two assignments due this week, well she's right. "Let's party!" I hung up with a smile. I really want to have fun you know.

You serious? You don't even no anyone! You'll never change Ria.

That I know.
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