A direction to remember [A walk to remember, one direction style]

Chapter 4: Civil for a year?!

Lena Pov

By the end of the day, all us year 12s were gathered in the auditorium.

“Now is the time, to know and find your partners boys” the principle began, as I took my seat.

Zayn POV

I didn’t even bother opening my box and I just made my way to Chloe, I was confused when the boy who stumbled into the drama room earlier, was already with her.

“oh Zayn, the girls must have gotten the boxes mixed up” chloe started, sounding terrified.

“Please swap with him” she begged.

I thought about it, but to be honest I was kinda happy the girls got it mixed up.

“Chloe, he got you. I cant just swap. That will be wrong” I replied to her. As she saddened

“but Zayn”

"ill see you later Chlo" 

I walked away while opening my box.

congratulations, you beautiful partner is Lena Jackson

I stared at the name long and hard, hoping it would magically change. This was going to be awkward. I made my way towards Lena.

“hey” I started, looking at her.

She pushed up a glasses and looked at me.

“what” she said shocked, getting up from her seat.

“youre my partner” I said smiling.

“great” is all she said back before running out of the auditorium.

I ran after her and stopped her at the school carpark.

“Lena!” I yelled.

She stopped and I made my way towards her.

“what” she said looking at me.

“please can we drop the past, Im sorry for what I have done, ive changed. Please Lena. You cant stay mad at me forever”

“after this year, that I can do” she retorted.

“fine, lets just be civil for this year” I said, sighing.

Her face lightened and she began to walk away.

Lena Pov

Civil for a year, I can do that I thought, walking away,

After dinner I ran into my room reading the script, I was almost finished reading it when the door bell rang.

I ran downstairs, but dad already bet me to the door. So I stopped half way down the stairs.

“Hello Mr Jackson, is lena still up?”

his voce rang into my ear, what did he want I thought.

“why hello Zayn, im not to sure” my dad started.

“Lena!” my dad began yelling.

I crept my way back to my room and quickly went under the sheets. For sure my dad would have let him go and check on me and I was right. Moments later there was a gentle knock on my door and it swinging open but was suddenly shut.

After a while I got up and opened my door slowly.

“Seems like she is fast asleep” Zayn told my dad

“would you like me to leave a message for you?” my dad asked.

“no its fine, see you later Mr Jackson” Zayn replied.