*Raya's POV*
"Good morning class." our teacher greeted us. "Today we will be working on painting, now it's different this time. You will be allowed to paint whatever you choose. Go ahead and start." I smiled getting up to get my paint and brushes. I didn't know exactly what I was going to paint, but it hit me when I saw him. He was sitting across from me his brown hair tucked under his beanie, he was biting his lip in concentration. He looked so incredible, I started painting him making sure he didn't notice me looking back at him several times. When I was finished I was happy with my final project. The boy was still working on his, delicately painting in purple. I looked back at my painting and realized I forgot the most important part, my name. At the bottom right corner I signed Raya in black paint. I sat it on the drying rack, and went to the sink to rinse out my brushes.
*Zayn's POV*
When the teacher told us we could paint whatever we want I couldn't think of a thing to paint, until I saw her. Her purple shirt brought out the color of her eyes, she was stunning. I smiled as I started to paint, I kept sneaking glances at her making sure she didn't notice as I was doing so. She was done before I was. She stood up and signed her name in black paint. I was curious as to what she painted as I finished my painting. I looked at my finished project I was happy with it. I signed my name at the bottom in black paint, Zayn. I walked over to the drying rack and placed my painting in the bottom. I looked at the top rack and saw a name that made my heart stop, Raya. It was her, it was the girl from the graffiti wall.
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Graffiti
FanfictionRaya is a not so normal teenager. She lives in London with her mom, and her mom's boyfriend. Raya's passion is painting. She loves it all, so you would expect that Raya would have a wall covered in art. Graffiti of course. Zayn also lives in London...
