You Belong With Me (A Zayn Malik Fan-fic)

• Chapter 2 •

YOU BELONG WITH ME • CHAPTER 2

((Sorry the last chapter was sssssooooo short!!! Usually all of my first chapters are!!! So this story is 100% dedicated to one of my besties who is in L-O-V-E with Mr. Zayn Javvad Malik of One Direction!!! Shout out to Abbey! -also a louis lover but we won't bring that up. o.0 please try out my other fanfic that Dillon stars in: Climbing the Walls!!! <3 Love ya xx))

***Dillon's P.O.V.***

"Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy brithday dearest Dillon! Happy birthday to you!"

My parents clapped as I had to make my wish. It had to be good. I wish for...the Jonas Brothers!

I was about to blow my candels on when I stopped; how realistic was that one?

I wish...I wish for a boyfriend. Yeah. That'd be nice. I always saw it on Disney- how cute girls and boys were together.

I'd been in this town for like five months and all I'd had was some jock named Roslyn Payne beat me up for being the new kid while her little friend Blythe stood their and watched.

"Where's my sandwhich Dillon?" I hand had arm from pulling away.

"Roslyn...I...I...I only have lunch money today."

She smirked and stuck out her other hand, motioning for me to unload my pockets. They're accents were so difficult to understand sometimes.

"I'm not giving you my money bully."

"Ros, back off. She's just the new kid." Blythe was filing one of her nails. I swear, someone as pretty as she was should be hanging out the other pretty girls. She's got to be paying this oger some serious body-guarding funds.

"Roslyn!" A scolding voice came from twoards the boy's bathroom. A taller boy with matching brown hair and brown eyes and even down to the birthmark was storming down twoards Roslyn, his look alike.

"What do you want Liam?" She rolled her eyes. I swear I saw Blythe's eyes light up when he came over, his doing the same.

"Leave the poor girl alone. And Blythe? You were going to let her do her abusing to this...name?" He asked me in a serious tone, that cracked. His voice must be changing.

"Dillon." I said sheepishly. I get nervous with unfamiliar people. And believe me: Roslyn and Blythe were very familiar!

"Dillon, why don't you come along with me to you next class," he snapped, extending a hand.

"Umm...okay." I looked to the floor as Blythe's green eye's were piercing into

my blue one's like daggers. Liam lead me to astronomy, and then he even walked me home.

"Now, I'll leave you three to just...be friends." He gave me a cute smile before running up the steps, grabbing a Woody from Toy Story action figure as he went.

"Liam made us apoligize." Roslyn stood with her hands crossed.

"Okay, I accept it. Look, guys can we just...start over?"

"Yeah? Suuure?" Blythe looked confused, and looked over to her fellow brunette for a meaning to what I said.

I extended my hand. "Hello, I'm Dillon. I'm from Miami, Florida. That's in America you know." I winked. The other two caught on.

That's instantly how I met two of my best friends...and the one's brother.

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"I have to pee, I have to pee, I have to pee!" I shot up the steps in Roslyn's house. It was the day before Selena was moving here. My aunt Margrett being a single parent, had gotten laid off and my mom's place had an opening. So ultimately, she had to move.

Liam's room was right next to the bathroom. He stayed home while we went to the water park, him being really depressed lately.

I sat down on the toilet, of course removing my bottoms to my two piece, and heard this...really almost amazing voice coming from his room.

'I never thought that'd it be so simple but,

I found a way, I found a way.

I always thought that'd it be to crazy but,

I found a way, I found a way.

And if you open up your mind,

It's gonna take some time to realize,

But if look inside, I'm sure you'll find,'

He was singing right along with 'Found A Way'. I mean, spot on. The kid was pretty good.

I got up and flushed, rinsed my hands off. He was still going, and hey, who cares if I'm up here for a little bit?

I started to let him lead me into the second chorus where I allowed the music to guide my legs. Talking may not be my thing. But dancing was how I really expressed myself. I hadn't taken lessons since...I moved.

He finshed the long the song on the ending note, and I finally convinced myself to go down stairs.

"Everything come out all right?" Roslyn asked, unlacing a combat boot.

"Yup. Just fine Ros."

Her expression went from a concered one to one more of curiosity.

"Liam! Dinner's ready dear!" Their mom had just pulled out the heat-and-eat pizza for us all out of the oven.

How long was I up there?