March 3,
Zayn Malik.
Ever since my first encounter with Zayn, all I've wanted to do is talk to him. I don't know what it is, either his contagious smile or his coffee or caramel colored eyes, that's it.
I chose to go to the library again today in hopes he'd be there again. It was some sort of false hope I was setting myself up for but i can honestly say, I don't care.
But he was actually there. It was weird and unexpected. Once he spotted me walking into the library, a smile made its way into his face.
"Juliet Drover." He said to me, the smile still visible on his face.
"Zayn Malik." I said back. God, I'm almost positive my smile was even bigger and even more goofy than his. "Do you work here or something?" I asked him.
"Actually, yes. I do." He replied. I was a bit surprised to be honest. Most guys as good looking and charming as him are complete douches there was something about him that seemed genuine.
He then said to me. "Its my break now, if you want to get out of here for a bit." I-
Zayn remembered that perfectly. He wasn't really on his break he just wanted to spend more time with the lovely girl known as Juliet Drover. He picked up the book again and continued to read.
I nodded my head right away. Maybe I nodded it too soon but either way, Zayn and I left the library and started walking.
God, it was cold today. I was only wearing a long sleeve shirt that day and it was cold. Technically it wasn't going to be spring for another 17 days. There were still 17 more days until the cold, bitter winter air would soon be replaced with warm spring air.
Zayn must have noticed i was cold too, because without warning he put his jacket around me. I tried to deny his offer but he made sure the jacket stayed around me. I also tried to not melt under his gesture.
We walked around and just talked, he asked me about my family once we got into a deeper conversation. I quickly avoided the question.
God, its so damn hard to forget about it all sometimes. All the problems in life, they're just impossible to run away from. The strange thing was that when I was with Zayn, they didn't seem to matter. All I had to focus on was being happy when I talked to him.
That was the day I had my first real conversation with Zayn Malik.
God that day. Zayn could almost swear he was going to freeze to death that day. But he knew it would be worth it if it kept Juliet warm. He turned the page again to keep reading. The next entry started as.
March 19
It was official, I like liked Zayn Malik
A/N
ok sorry i didnt update yesterday i was having my eighth grade promotion and today was my last day ayyy im done with school
