I instantly smiled and fought the urge to call him, instead I went to my messages and view the images he sent me. He took five different pictures of us. One where my mouth was wide open and he had a huge smile on his face. Another one was when I was lying on his chest and he close his eyes faking to be sleep. The third one was my favorite it was him kissing me on my cheek as I sleep. The four one would have been normal because I was peacefully but Zayn decided to stick out his tongue. The last one where he kissed me on my lips. All of them made me blush and I saved them to my photo album. When the bus driver stop in front of my stop I said bye and headed off to find Zayn. I finally saw him he had a white short sleeves shirt showing all of his tattoos on his tone arms and a little bit on his chest, he had black shorts that hang just below his knees and showed the top part of this black boxers. Calvin Klein.
After staring at Zayn I finally came closer to him and yelled out "Touch down" Zayn turn back to me and smiled at me. I saw the sweat dripping off of his face "you came!" I nodded and stared at Zayn without blinking. Zayn lifted his shirt up wiping the sweat off his forehead and I stare at his stomach and saw that he had a black heart on his right hip. As I look on the other side it was words that said don't think I won't... Zayn pulled down his shirt and said "it's forty" I nodded "that's a lot". He chuckled nodding "maybe I will let you see them all". I laugh "I thought you were supposed be practicing?"
"It's hard to practice by yourself" Zayn shrugging. I said "um that sounds like a personal problem huh?" and I smirk. Zayn smiled and "come on, play with me" with a smirk that was so irresistible to refuse. I nodded and Zayn grabbed the football and throw it at me. I stared down at the football and said "you know that you have to help me right?" Zayn smiled and said "come tackle me"! As he waves his hands gesturing himself. I walk over to Zayn and touch him on his shoulder and said "tackle" Zayn smiled and said "this is football not touch ball, be aggressive" I walk back to the other side and Zayn yelled out "now I want you to run straight at me and try to take the ball". I yelled back "this is stupid". Zayn waved his hands at me telling me to come on.
I took a deep breath and ran straight to Zayn when Zayn saw me coming with full force he just stood there. Bang, I knock Zayn down and laid on top of him and said "Aggressive enough?" Zayn smiled and nodded at me. When I tried to get off of him Zayn pulled me by my waist keeping me on his waist and "want to kept playing?"
"yeah" Zayn lift his head off of the ground and kissed me. I lend my head down closer to Zayn's lips and he flipped me over. " One to zero" Zayn said breathlessly. He lend in for another kiss but I turn my head and said "I don't kiss losers" Zayn laugh "well I'm glad the game isn't over yet" Zayn helped me up from the ground. Zayn look at his phone and said "we have an hour until the game start, do you want to get breakfast?" I nodded and wiped the dirt off of my jeans.
Zayn and I walk to his car in my head I feel that something is wrong, because we usually talk but it was quiet too quiet. "Are you okay?" I asked and Zayn nodded but didn't say anything he just kept on driving. I lend my head on the window and stare outside. I hated dead silence, I turn on the radio but kept it low. Zayn look at me and turn back to the road. "What!" I raise my voice at Zayn. "Nothing why are you so mad?" Zayn said in a calm but angry way. I calm down and said "nothing". I lied I was mad, mad it was so quiet and boring and I'm never bored with Zayn until now. It's like Jason and I relationship, no talking. Zayn shook his head and kept driving.
I'm so bored, I pulled out my phone and text Jason telling him that I was still coming. Zayn pulled in a small diner, he opened the door for me and we walk in, the place was off campus, clearly so we wouldn't run into anyone we knew a the campus. "welcome I will be you waitress today" she was at least in her late thirties, she grabbed two menus and led us to a booth. Zayn still didn't say anything at the table which was awkward. I tried to talk to him, but he only focus on phone, texting. "I'm sorry am I interrupting you" I said. "No, your not" he mumbles still looking at his screen. " we'll then can you at least look at me" sighing he locked his phone and pulled on a fake smile "happy?" I took a deep breath. "Thrilled, what's the matter?" I added more serious this time. Zayn shrug his shoulders, picking at his food. "Your acting like a prick, you know" I said taking a sip out of my drink.
"We'll excuse me if I don't want to open about my personal problems" he said.
"Your not the only one with problems, I have an abusive father who my mom is still in love with, and you don't see my taking my anger out on other people."
"I-"
"I don't need your pity, zayn" I said looking at him.
"My mom is getting re-married after my dad died four months ago. Her finance just asked me to the part of the wedding, as a best man"
"When is the wedding?"
"I don't know, and I'm not going."
"Hey," I said reaching for his hand. "How about forget this and head back to the field."
Zayn pulled out his card, and nodded. I'll met you outside. I nodded and walk to the car. When Zayn came back he had a different aura, a better one. He smiled and jumped in the car. I lend my head on the window and Zayn turn on the radio, I look at Zayn and he smile and said "What" mocking me from when I said the same word to him. I instantly laugh and said "shut up" Zayn laugh and the awkward moment of silence was gone. "The game is about to start in an hour and don't the coach want the players to practice?" Zayn smiled and said "I practice with you remember?" I laugh and said "that wasn't practice"
"what was it then?" Licking his lips purposely for me to see, then flick his attention back to the road.
"Some weak excuse for you to have a reason to touch me" I laugh and Zayn joins me and said "but it work didn't it?" I smiled and push him on his arm. When we got to the field there were cars everywhere. "I have to go meet up with the rest of my teammate and get change. I'll see you later" Zayn said with a smirk before dropping me from at the front entrance. I walk inside and saw my friends standing look for seats. I join them and we found prefect seat. "Hey, thanks for telling us that there was a game today" Chloe said full of sarcasm. I smiled and mumbled a 'sorry'. She nodded and the game was about to start.
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