Loyalty {Z.M}

S.ixteen

  Zayn

    Meeting Mia changed my life. I didn't like opening up to anybody, because I've seen my parents relationship. It's constantly tense, and I don't want to be with someone and belittle them. I don't want to end up like my father, so I've always told myself not to fall for anybody.

That was until Mia Hawkins stumbled into my life, and did a complete 180 in it. I wouldn't change anything though. The day in chemistry when we met was great, and despite her ignoring me. She finally gave me the time of day.

Her being in the Ravens, bothered me at first. If I'm being completely honest. My father brought me up telling me that the gang of the south side is nothing but trouble. I shouldn't be associated with them, especially when he started to run for mayor of town.

I feel bad that she's going through the bullshit with my father. Her insulted her, and even commented on the way her parents died. Or how her mother left. Dylan takes care of her, at the age of eighteen. He watches his little sister, which is really admirable. I have a whole of respect for Dylan now.

The other thing that bothers me is her ex boyfriend who seems to be everywhere. She hasn't told me a whole lot about him, just that he was her first boyfriend and that she did love him a lot. It bothers me that she will always have a connection with him.

Mia's friends seem to be nice though. Ryan is quite the personality, and she constantly telling me things whenever I'm around Mia and she's around as well. Her boyfriend, on the other hand, is a little quiet. He sends me daggers probably because I'm a football player, it sucks.

   Mia

   The looks I get throughout the day are different. I mean, boys kept staring at me and girls kept sending me nasty glares. I hate everything about this, having to gather this attention and to prove myself this way.

If people are going to treat me this way, then I'll be damned. I'll be showing them that whatever they say, doesn't bother me. If I want to dress like this everyday, no one better not tell me anything. I'll prove myself one way or another.

I walk towards the familiar car of my boyfriends, as he sits inside. He's scrolling on his phone, I place my hand on his roof and bending down some looking through the window.

"Zayn, do you mind staying after school? I have practice." I say softly, and he looks up at me and he checks his watch, his eyebrows pinching together but he looks at me with a nod.

I move back, so he can climb out. His arm wraps around my shoulders, as he leads me towards the school building together. He lips pressing against the side of my head.

"I know I didn't say anything today, but I like your outfit. I'll be more than supportive on whatever you do." Zayn tells me softly, and I offer him a small smile.

"Thank you."

November—Last time skip for a while. This is needed for the story. Do not comment or message me about what's going to happen further, that it's pointless and stupid. I wanted to do this to add more effect to it. I feel like this is needed for the development of the characters. Please bear with me!—

It's finally the weekend and I can't wait to just stay cuddled in my bed with the large teddy bear that Zayn bought me for our two month anniversary last month. Zayn and I are going beyond strong. I won't go to his place, due to the negativity of his father but I've been out to lunch with his mom and sisters on countless of occasions.

After having a long talk with Peyton, because she heard what I was doing at school with the dressing of short clothing along with some tighter ones. She told me to act like myself and if anybody doesn't like how I am, then they can suck it. It's definitely motivated me to be myself more.