You're Perfect To Me *A Ziall AU*

CHAPTER TWO

Three chapters in one day! I'm on a roll, bitches! Most amount of updates I've ever had on a story book.

CHAPTER TWO

<<Zayn's POV>>

<<A few hours later>>

I walked to lunch. I went to the cafeteria and went to go sit down at the library. Well, the truth is, I don't really have many friends. Since my friend Belcalis moved away since the school year began. Now, I was all alone again. But that was fine. I usually went to the library to work on schoolwork, or I went to the art room to work on art. But today was different though. As I was walking, a kid I never knew before tapped my shoulder. I turned around, he had long hair tied back and green eyes.

"Hello, may I help you?" I asked.

"Hey, you seem kinda lonely." He said, with a morbid British accent. Shit, he's probably gonna try to be a goody-two shoes and 'invite me'.

"Um, no, I'm just rather introverted." I said.

"Hey, well, um, this is my first day of school." he began to say. Well, I guess he does need a friend. Everybody does. I thought.

"Oh, well, I should welcome you, then I suppose." I set my grey tray down and shook his hand. "I'm Zayn Malik, I'm a senior this year." I introduced myself.

"I'm Harry Styles. I'm a foreign exchange student from the UK." He said. "I'm a junior."

"Oh, wow, that's quite a far away, are you adjusting to the school well?" I asked.

"Yeah, would you mind joining me for lunch today?" He asked. I shrugged. He does need a friend, but wouldn't he be sitting with the sponsor sibling? If he had one, that was. I walked with him back to the loud cafeteria. But I wanted to go and see the new artworks displayed. I made this one painting that I entered. I didn't have much in life, but I did have my artwork to try and make the world a more beautiful place.

I followed Harry to a lunch table. There were already three people sitting there. Shit, of course. People. And I have to fucking interact with them. I faked a smile as I sat down. They looked at me. There were three others, one, a tall, lean guy, with blue eyes and brown side quiff. Another guy just like him, but with brown eyes, a bit bigger and short buzz cut. And a pale boy with bright blue eyes and bleached, brushed-up hair.

"Hey, so this is my sponsorship brother, Louis." Harry introduced. The blue eyed-brown side quiff boy waved. "And these are his friends, but I wanted to make some friends of my own, and you're the lucky one." Harry said. Even though Harry made friends with me, I could tell he was also an introvert. And these three were extroverts.

"Take a seat!" The bigger, more muscular one said, pulling up a chair. "I'm Liam."

"And I'm Niall." The fake blonde added, looking at my hair. "We're all seniors here."

"Hi, I'm Zayn, and um, uh, thanks for inviting me here, and um, I'm also a senior." I stuttered. Gosh, I'm such an embarrassment to humanity.

"Don't thank us, thank Harry, I'd never think he'd talk to anybody." Louis said, shaking my hand. I avoided eye contact with anybody.

"Oh, uh, thanks." I chuckled nervously. I took a bite of my mashed potatoes. Niall packed some pizza and Louis had a sub sandwich. Liam had a bowl of microwaved stew. And Harry left to buy his own lunch. Harry left me here with these people.

"So, tell me, what do you like to do?" Liam asked.

"Well, um, I like to read, and do art and listen to music." I answered. Niall's eyes immediately lit up.