Teacher's Aid (Zayn Malik Fanfic)

Chapter 31.

I woke up early the next morning and took a shower.

With a towel wrapped around my body, I brushed my teeth and hair, blow drying my hair until it was somewhat dry and put it in a dutch braid all the way down my head.

I put some moisterizer on my face, finally found my gel liner and swiped that on, doing a slight winged look but then messing it up so I wiped it off, leaving it in the shape of my eyes including my waterline. I swiped on some mascara, applying some baby lips to my lips.

I walked out of the bathroom, walking down to my room and pulling out random pieces of clothing.

Once I was dressed in a bra and panties, I pull on the black leggings, almost tripping in the process.

I grabbed the cookie sweater dad got me, he had gotten me like 5 others too and they were really comfy.

I slipped on some socks and my black high-top converse, sprayed some perfume on me before I grabbed my phone.

"Mum, can you take me to school." I yawned.

"Honey you don't start for like another hour." She chuckled, sipping on her coffee.

"I know, I have to go early."

"Alright, I'll be in the car in five minutes." She sighed getting up.

I nodded and trudged to the car, feeling the strong winds practically blow me away.

But when I entered the car, I leaned my head onto the window and closed my eyes.

As promised, mum came 5 minutes later, starting up the car and driving towards the school.

"So why do you have to be at school so early?"

"Zayn has my backpack and I have to go and get it." I mumbled.

"Why does Zayn have your backpack?"

"After work when Sara dropped me off, I forgot to grab it. And when she realized it she was near Zayns house and she knows he works at my school, so yeah."

Mum nodded, chuckling something about how tired I look, which resulted in me glaring at her.

She smiled at me, pulling up in front of the school.

"Alright, see you later sweetie." She said, kissing my cheek.

"Bye mum." I said, opening the door.

I walked into the school, mentally groaning at the sight of the lockers and empty hallways.

When I finally opened the door to the art classroom, without even knocking, I practically died.

"You're killing me, Zayn!" I screamed at my boyfriend.

He turned around, giving me a big smirk.

"Someone seems tired."

"Seriously, first your making me come here an hour before school starts, now you're looking all badboy and hot with your combat boots and jeans and the tanktop, but then you look all adorable and cuddly with your fake glasses and the gray beanie and I think I'm having heart palpitations." I breathed out, practically throwing myself against the wall.

"Well, Hello to you too." He chuckled, shuffling some papers on his desk.

"Seriously Zayn, I'm tired and I really wanna hug you right now, but I don't have the energy to move." I yawned.

"Well make energy to come hug your boyfriend." He grinned, opening up his arms.

"Not at this ungodly hour, I can't."