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I spent class trying to pay attention to Mr. Grayson, talking with Lauren and Camila, and stealing glances at Zayn. I wanted to know if he was ever stealing glances at me, but every time I look over at him his head is down in his sketchbook. More than anything I wanted to know what he was sketching, he almost never looked up in class. I knew for sure he never paid any attention in class and yet whenever Mr. Grayson asked Zayn a question he could answer it like he was paying attention.

As I spoke with Camila and Lauren and worked on a mission history assignment the door swung open to reveal a blonde boy and another with curly hair.

"Harry, Niall." Mr. Grayson says when he sees them "You're both late. Two days late."

The curly haired boy just smiles at the teacher and then goes to take a seat, the other boy apologizes for the both of them before he sits.

I lean over into Camila's curls searching for her ear "Who are those guys?"

Camila looks up and stares around the classroom, her eyes searching around the room for the new boys. When she sees them a smile come across her face. "That's Niall and his best friend Harry. I have no idea why they're here though. But they're both super cool. And cute."

Lauren nods in agreement but doesn't even look up from her assessment.

After a while my curiosity finally died down enough I got back to work.

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When the final bell rang I was more than happy to hop out of my seat and make my way out the door with my two new friends around me, but before I could leave a voice called my name.

"Normani!"

I turn and look to see Zayn standing up next to his desk looking at me, a smile playing along his pink lips.

"Hey," was all I could think to say.

Zayn had his stuff packed away and began walking toward me "Ready to go?" He asked me and I nodded, excitement rolling around my in stomach.

"But I should tell Camz, she was gonna drive me home." I say

Zayn chuckles "I don't think you need to," he wasn't looking at me but instead was staring towards the door, I look away from the taller boy and towards the door and see Camila and Lauren both standing near the door, watching us.

They both let a gasp and dart away from the door as Zayn continues to laugh, I join in with him and look away from the door and back at him.

"Yeah, you're right. I don't need to tell them a thing."

Zayn continues to look down at me a look in his whiskey eyes I have yet to understand "Come on," he says and takes my arm lightly and pulls me toward the door. We head out of the room together and through the hallways of our school in silence and just like before, it wasn't awkward it was just silence.

My phone buzzed in my pocket and I pulled it down to see a text from Camz.

Camz: once you're back home me and Lauren are coming over. We have to know about how your date goes. Have fun!

I smile down at my phone before putting it in my pocket and turning to Zayn. He opened the door for me and I smiled up at him before walking out the door and waiting for him. He nods his head toward the parking lot and I follow him.

"So, you're cool with riding on my bike, right? Because if not-"

"Oh no, that's cool, I use to ride my dad and I use to ride bikes all the time." I say and Zayn smiles before handing over the helmet and I take it and hold it against my chest "As long as you promise to keep me safe." I say smiling again.

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