Enemy (Zayn Malik)

This Means War

Tuesday mornings were always really boring, I had maths and our teacher used to spit when he said any word that had 's' in it, no one ever sat at the front everyone would try and run to the back to get the furthest away from the front. You see its hard to sit at the back because the bad boys of the school always claimed the back seats sneering and sniggering at everyone who had to sit at the front, if they came into sit at the back they would make them move, if they were stubborn they would literally pick you up and move you. You either keep completely clear of them or befriend them, but that's equally as dangerous.  

The main pack of them all was Zayn Javadd Malik, every girl in the school wanted to go out with him and looked at him with googley eyes, these girls at my school were the type to write his name all over their diary with hearts around it, or put Mrs Malik. There was also Harry Styles who was the second most popular and all the girls wanted to go out with him, and they succeeded, he literally went out with all the girls in school. Louis Tomlinson was defiantly the meanest out of all five, Liam Payne was more quite and secluded but the toughest,Niall Horan was focused on football,he was the teams quarterback.

If you have bad boys you have to have bitchy girls at school, and unluckily I had the meanest bitches alive. Amber Abraham, small,facial expression looks like she's sucking a sour lemon.Crystal Stanford, ignorant and obsessed with the environment. Brandy Rose is the smartest out of all of them, she doesn't have common sense but she does have book smarts and then there's Veronica Hawn the meanest girl in the school, even the boys avoid her let alone the science club.

And then there was me Miya Conners, and my two best friends Isabella Colbie and Effie Peyton.

The bell rang in Maths and I collected my books and tucked my chair in and watched Zayn pushed a small guy into a wall I flinch and went up to the poor guy being humiliated in front of our maths class.

''Hey, leave him alone!'' I shout.

Zayn turned towards me, one arm on the small boy and one arm firmly at his side, his eyes pierced into mine and the corner of his mouth hardened. 

''I'm sorry who are you?'' his facial expression became more angry and his arm lifted from the boys grip, the boy ran and he turned towards me.

''Miya'' I whispered. Realising who I just stood up too.

''Well Miya nobody asked you to speak'' he steps forward and I can feel his breath on my face, he towers over me as I'm lot smaller than him. He smirks, my heart is beating so fast I feel like it is going to burst out my chest. He turns around and walks out the door, the other four boys walk passed me,each one of them knocking my shoulder. Harry looks back and throws me a grin. God I hate them.

''Hey!'' I hear someone squeal,its Bella.

''Hey'' I quiver. 

''I cant believe Zayn spoke to you!''

''I know he's an asshole!''

''No, no he's sooo gorgeous!'' he smiles and holds her heart and lets out a swoon.