Keep It In The Closet

And I thought monday's were hard

"I wonder where Louis is." I say to myself as I walk out of my house, locking the door behind me. I thought he'd come through my window, but he didn't. Maybe he was sick, maybe he was late. But no matter, I shouldn't be so clingy..we just met. But as I walked, I watched a boy walk out of his house. Not just any boy. 

That boy Zayn Malik, from yesterday! That was him. I couldn't help but let my sights linger as I walked slowly, hugging my notebook close to my chest as I sighed dreamily out of no where. I blink and look away, stopping and shaking my head. I'd only talked to the boy once, why was I staring at him and sighing dreamily? Don't tell me I was gonna start admiring him from afar. That would be shit. 

"I wonder if he saw me staring." I mumble softly, before turning my sights back to him, to see that he was looking at me already curiously. Once he realized that I caught him, he quickly turned his head away and kept on walking, shaking his head slightly and I just couldn't help the smirk on my face. Was he doing the same thing I was doing? Was this real life? Was I still dreaming? I hope it was real, cause it was hot boy from down the road checking me out...and that's exactly what I want. This is the life I actually wanted to live. Hot boys everywhere, hot girls everywhere, hot people all over. I knew how bad I needed to focus in school, but with all these hot people around I was starting to realize it was going to be hard. 

I continue on walking, biting my lip slightly as I hum, thinking about last night. I'd gotten a friend request from Perrie, Jade, Jesy, Pixie, and all of the other girls I sat with. After that I ended up letting Louis through my window and we talked about nothing really, but it was fun since he was quite quirky and a joker. I don't see how he could be a player, honestly. But you know, sometimes you can't tell just from looks. People can be really shady. 

"Hey Leigh-Anne!" I hear a voice call from behind me, making me stop. I turn around to see Liam from French, and smile. "I didn't know you lived around here!" "I didn't know your hair was curly like that. Anyways, I wanted to ask if you ever picked up on that stuff we learned yesterday." He asked sweetly, and I shook my head no. "Sorry love, cant help you there." He frowned and nodded, raising his eyebrows. "Oh yeah, hey, do you know Louis?" I ask, and he nods. "We're on the football team together." I gasp, my mouth dropping open. "You? Oh my goodness, I can't play at all." I mumble, and he snorts. "Really? You're not really athletic are you?" "Not at all." I sigh, and he smiles brightly, a look of joy spreading across his face. "You're going to have hell in gym today then." I groan and throw my head back. "Ew! I hate gym! Sweat!" I whine, making him giggle cutely. 

"Don't worry, you'll probably be walking and it's cold out. But if you run...cold sweat Leigh-Anne." I shake my head slowly, closing my eyes. "I am going to die." 

X~X~X~

I was right. 

I was going to die. 

I die slightly at the thought of gym, and I died slightly at the fact that I had to run...in shorts. I wish I'd known or else I would have FRICKIN BROUGHT SWEAT PANTS. The feeling of the cold stinging wind cutting at my bare legs were terrible, I never want to feel it again. 

"Are you okay? You look like you're about to die." Zayn asks from beside me, and I sigh. "I am going to die!" "Maybe you should've put on pants, aye?" I scoff as I shake my head at his stupid. "Quiffy, if I would have known I could do that I would have, ya know." I say sassily, and he only smirks slightly, nodding. "Quiffy? Is that my new nickname?" "Or is it your new boyfriend?" Jesy says as she runs up, giggling as we both chuckle nervously. "No Jesy, we're not together.." Yet. "You know my name? Flattered!" She says in a dreamy voice, and I laugh. "Bless you, Jesy. Anyways, it's freezing out here and I'm sad and hungry." I whisper, and Zayn nods along with Jesy.