After school the next day i decided to stay behind and help Zayn catch up some Biology stuff that he'd missed. It wasn't really much. Mostly, it involved him copying the notes out of my book and me explaining the odd thing or two to him. The rest of the time we sat in silence. But oddly, it wasn't an uncomfortable silence. although, we were at the picnic benches outside so i kept myself distracted watching the thin green leaves sway in the wind and defract the sunlight into a thousand little pieces on the floor. Seating myself on the ground i slid my feet out of my Toms and felt the cool grass under my feet. i was totally at peace. I turned my head to find Zayn looking at me with a smile playing at his lips. When he saw me looking he hurriedly looked away and filled the silence, snapping his book shut. "well that's done. im starving. wanna grab something to eat?"
Was he looking at me or...ugh it was probably nothing.
"yeah sure, McDonalds?" i replied
"Perfect"
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In the car we talked about random things: movies, music. I was in the middle of telling him why 'Inception' is my favorite movie of all time when something on my phone caught my eye and i trailed off mid-sentence. I had been scrolling down my Facebook feed while we were talking and one post stood out like a sore thumb: a status
"Casson Thomson-
Is back in town and ready to pick up where we left off ;) ....
3 likes"
'hello? Aqeelah? You ok?" Zayn said glancing over from the drivers seat.
"Yeah...yeah im fine." i said frowning
"You sure?" he said glancing over again
"yes," i said laughing " keep your eyes on the road, mister. leave my dramas to me"
"okay" he surrendered and started whistling Call Me Maybe.
"seriously, of all the songs to whistle, its gotta be that one?" i asked sarcastically
"well," he said leaning back into his seat in a way that made his muscles stand out against his short sleeved shirt and his jawline pop. "i could do the secret circle theme song if you want..." although his eyes were fixed on the road he had one eyebrow raised and a goofy smirk on his face.
"Call Me Maybe it is then!" I exclaimed in a cheerful (although cowardly) voice.
His eyes narrowed as a smile pushed them tighter closed. As he began whistling again i gazed out the window at everything whizzing by. Could Casson really be... "Hey aqeelah?" Zayn interrupted my thoughts.
"Yeah..."
"You know what would make this really fun? Is if you sang along with me..."
"and have that stupid song stuck in my head for like 2 weeks....no thanks. I'll pass."
"oh pretty pleeeeeeease" Zayn said facing me to give me a full on puppy-dog face and batting his long eyelashes. I couldn't stop laughing. Then a sudden drone of a hooter ripped Zayns attention back onto the road just in time to swerve and avoid crashing into a fancy Mercedes in the next lane. The other driver erupted into a fit of verbal abuse which we couldn't hear behind the glass but could only imagine. Zayn simply replied by laughing and ...to my surprise cocking his head to one side before showing him middle finger. Nice touch Zayn.
"like I said, eyes on the road!" i said in between fits of laughter
"so is that a yes?" he asked
i sighed a heavy sigh "fine"
Zayn did a mini-air-punch before grabbing the steering wheel again to avoid hitting a sidewalk. "And 5,6,7,8...go!"
and so it happened that we Called Each Other Maybe all the way to McDonalds....Note to self for future reference: Zayn is a crappy driver.
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