another love || z.m.

Payton

Fuck.

Fuck this.

Fuck that.

Fuck being a girl.

Fuck life.

And fuck Mother Nature.

Mother Nature had decided to present me with my monthly gift right on time. Which wasn't all that bad, at least I would know when I had started. Except for the fact that this was the week after Zayn and I had gotten more serious. We had both just admitted that we really liked each other, therefore, leading to us being more... touchy-touchy.

We always had our hands on each other, always making sure the other was right there. If we were standing, he would place his hand on my back, I would wrap my hand around his waist. If we were sitting, his hand would be on my thigh, and my hand overtop of his. Sometimes he would just grab my arm to make sure I was still there.

We also came more involved in the PDA aspect.

We were more openly involved at school. We would kiss in the hallways in between classes. He would constantly hold my hand when walking me around school. Sometimes, he would just press little kisses to my forehead or nose.

We had also become the talk of the school, seeing as Zayn Malik, the kid with no social life and who was known for being in a long-lasting relationship, was now dating Payton Greene, Lena's best friend.

Everyone pointed and whispered when we walked down the hall together that next day, but we didn't give a shit. It was like we had the whole world blocked out and it was just us.

Yet, as I sit on Zayn's couch, my legs on his lap, I am in sudden need of a tampon.

My eyes grew huge and his fingers halted on my shins.

"What?" He asked.

I bit the inside of my lip and moved to stand up.

"Do you really want to know?" I asked, walking to the front door where my purse was.

He skeptically looked at me, judging my facial expression.

"You know what? No, I don't," he said and turned his gaze back to the television.

I laughed and grabbed a tampon out of bag. I took the shortcut through the dining room and crossed the hallway to the bathroom.

I huffed and puffed as I took care of my feminine needs.

I opened the door and walked straight into the living room, no shame anymore.

"Should I be scared?" He asked.

I thought.

"Yes."

His eyes grew wide an I think I saw him sit up straighter.

"I'm going to be a bit moody for about a week," I hinted. He cocked his head to the side and pondered on my clue for a while. Finally, I saw everything click as his mouth formed an 'o' shape. He nodded curtly and turned away from me.

I sat down beside him this time, thinking he would probably be a bit grossed out by the new information. I had made sure we weren't making any skin on skin contact, but I could definitely feel his body heat.

"Why are you so far away?" He whispered.

"Oh, um-"

"I'm not scared. It's alright," he said and wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me closer to him. I leaned into his side, laying my head on his shoulder.

~~

We had powered through my horribly timed week in hell. I had managed to stay cuddly around Zayn, acting much like a fifth grade schoolgirl, but around my mom and Kay, I was very threatening.

Anyways, we were over it and I was very thankful that Zayn hadn't gotten fed up with it. He had accepted the fact that I was a little bit out of control, and he dealt with it. Which made me extremely happy.

And now, we walked down the sidewalks of our high school, hand in hand.

"Do you have any tests today?" He asked.

"No."

"Assignments?"

"No."

"Presentations?"

"No."

"Anything important?" He interrogated.

"No, what are you getting at?" I looked at him as the front doors of school came into view.

He stopped on the sidewalk and I was yanked backwards.

"Trust me?" He smirked.

"Of course?" I said, a little unsure of what he was getting at.

"No one has seen us yet. Let's go for a little drive," he shrugged.

"Where to?" I asked, excitement sparking up inside of me.

"Nashville?" He proposed.

"Ew, the home of country music? No thanks," I dismissed it.

"Payton. It's so much more than that. So much more." He said, a glint of hope in his eyes.

I looked him over, seeing how excited he was about this. I looked back over my shoulder to the school, no one had known we were even on our way to school yet. They would suspect that we were skipping though, seeing as we were the "it couple."

I shrugged. "Why not?" I smiled. He cheered before pulling me back toward my house where we piled into my car and took off toward Nashville. Why not have a little bit of fun while you can?