I Wish [A Zayn Malik Love Story]

Chapter 2

I woke up, finding myself tangled, yet again in my headphones. My head was literally pounding from the massive headache I'd formed over crying last night. I sighed and rolled out of bed, hopping into the shower. I let the hot water roll down my back, one of the only sure ways to calm myself down after going through something stressful. I got dressed in skin tight jeans and a flowy white shirt that ended just slightly above the top of my jeans, exposing the smallest bit of skin.

I blow dried my hair, leaving it wavy as it naturally is and applied some make up to get rid of the hideous bags under my eyes. I wobbled down the stairs to see that mom had made pancakes, but I was running kind of late so I shoved one quickly down my throat, swishing it down with orange juice. I kissed mom's cheek and walked out the front door, heading to Zayn's house. He was already outside, with a shit eating grin on his face, waiting for me. I laughed and linked my arm through his muscular one. "Hey, gorgeous, what're you so cheeky about this morning?" I asked, grinning up at him. His smile was just infectious like that. He chuckled, and playfully bumped his hip against mine. "Well, I got some last night, so you know that's always a bonus," he laughed at what he'd said, and I did to. But it was extremely forced on my part. On the outside I pretended like I was happy for him, but on the inside I was literally breaking. Couldn't he see that I could love him so much more than she can? And now he's bragging about having sex with the platypus? My life literally sucks ass.

We walked into the school together and were talking about the bio test we'd forgotten to study for when a girl came up to us, wrapping her arms around Zayn's waist. She crushed her lips to his, kissing him passionately, right in front of me - not even acknowledging my existence. I felt like someone was stabbing me in the chest, or brutally torturing me in some sick, cruel way.

I looked away, feeling invisible as fuck. Finally, after what seemed like ages, Zayn pulled away, and rested his forehead against hers. "Well hey there flawless," he said, staring at her adoringly. Oh how I wish that was me..

"Hey, baby. Last night was fun," she giggled and pecked his lips, then shot me the dirtiest look I'd ever seen while Zayn wasn't looking. She interlocked her fingers with him and then gave me a fake smile. "Hey, Meggie-Bear, didn't see you there, hun," she said, making me want to vomit.

"Perrie," I said with a curt nod, and then looked at Zayn. "I'll see you at lunch, bye," I awkwardly walked away, to first period.

I laughed, when I saw my mate, Niall, trying to shove the rest of his breakfast down his throat before the teacher came in. I walked over to him and gave him a gentle hug. "Hey, Nialler. Vas happenin', babe?" I asked, going to take my place in the desk to his left. He grinned at me and shrugged, swallowing his food before replying with his adorable Irish accent," Well I was doing horrible until I saw your beautiful face, Meg. But now I'm doin' fantastic." He gave me a toothy grin and I just laughed, shaking my head. Niall and I chatted a bit more, until the teacher came in. When class started, we played hangman secretly, because let's face it - American history is boring as hell. I won every single time, because Niall kept making his words names of his favorite restaurants, so it was really easy.

Niall was one of my very close friends, not as close as Zayn, but still I loved him a lot. He was also a member of the band Zayn was in, One Direction - along with three other lads: Liam, Harry, and Louis.

I loved listening to them play, because I felt as if they were like my little secret, no one else in the world - except the boys' close friends and family - listened to their music. I don't know, it just made me feel special. I realized I'd zoned out because when Mr. Smith called on me, I had no idea what the answer was and responded, "Uhh, fried chicken," which caused Niall to laugh like crazy and Mr. Smith to assign me extra homework. I facepalmed myself, and walked with Niall to my locker, complaining about what a dick Mr. Smith was. Niall was acting like a damn fool and laced our fingers together, laughing and swinging our hands as we walked to next period.

We passed Zayn on the way to class. He was leaning against Perrie's locker and shot me a questioning look, because of Niall. I laughed and shrugged at him. I could've sworn he looked just a tad bit jealous, but I shook my head deciding that I was just seeing what I wanted to see.

A couple hours later we were all at our lunch table. Zayn, Niall, Louis, Harry, Liam, Danielle, Eleanor and I were all debating on whether or the twilight saga was stupid as hell.

"Well, I don't know the plot was kind of retarded, but the guys were hot," Danielle said, giggling. Liam mocked sad puppy dog eyes, as he looked at his girlfriend. "But, Dani, I thought you only had eyes for me." We all started laughing, and Niall was laughing so hard that root beer came out of his nose, which caused all of us to double over laughing. Zayn and I were leaning on each other as we laughed at Niall. Suddenly Perrie waltzed over and planted herself on Zayn's lap. She attached her lips to his, kissing him for at least thirty seconds, and I noticed that everyone at the table has stopped laughing, and we were all just staring at her in disbelief. Harry looked disgusted, to be quite honest and I could've sworn I heard El mutter,"whore," under her breath.

It was almost depressing how none of us approved of Perrie. It wasn't just me being a jealous cunt; we all knew that she was just no good for our Zayn, because all she was interested in was a physical relationship.. And she was really just plain rude.

She took Zayn's hand and made him stand up. "Come and sit with me and my friends, Baby," she pleaded. Zayn looked at us apologetically and muttered something before going with her.

Louis rolled his eyes, and stuck a carrot stick in his mouth to keep from ranting about how much he despised Perrie. I felt my eyes start to get all watery again - damn my stupid hormones. Danielle could see that I was down, and she put an arm around my shoulders, and whispered in my ear," Megan, we all know who he really should be with. He'll come around, babe. Zayn's too smart to not realize who he belongs with.. And it's definitely not her." She smiled reassuringly and I kissed her cheek.

"I love you, babe. Thank you," I whispered and she just nodded giving me a gentle hug.

School ended and Harry gave me a ride home since Zayn couldn't walk me, because him and Perrie were going to "study" at her house.

Harry came in and we laid on my bed, listening to the fray for awhile. We were just talking about random, irrelevant things, laughing like idiots the whole time. I laid my head on his chest, and sighed, thinking about what Perrie and Zayn where likely doing right now.

It was like Harry could read my mind or something because he wrapped his arms securely around me and kissed the top of my head.

 "He'll figure it out soon enough. I think he already knows deep down that you're the girl for him.. He's just intimidated by you're perfection, doll face."

I smiled and kissed his cheek, just laying there in his arms for awhile. Harry and I were so comfortable together. We could just lay in each others arms and listen to music for hours without it ever being weird. Eventually, though, he decided he probably should go home, and left.

I was so so grateful for that boy, and the rest of my friends. Honestly, they are the best group of people I've ever known. But it feels like we're losing Zayn to her.. And that's just not right.

AN: aww isn't harry cute:)? It'd mean so much if you'd comment babe, I need opinions xD