Love is Louder - Zayn Malik (a.u)

Chapter 1

Dylans P.O.V

My elbow rested on my desk, as my cheek sat in my palm. I was listening to Mrs. Leigh-anns rant on what she was going to do next week for her summer break. I looked over at the clock, waiting for my lunch break to begin so I could just leave. 

I felt a vibrate in my back pocket, quickly fishing my phone out, while still watching Mrs. Leigh-ann so I wouldn't get caught. I slid my crappy LG,  going to text messages, opening a new message from Zayn. 

My heart started to swell. Just seeing his name made my heart skip a beat. 

"You're coming to lunch with me & Alayna " he texted. I rolled my eyes at my phone slipping it back into my pocket, annoyed. He knew I wouldn't answer, so he always states it, never a question. I did not like going to lunch with him, because I hated taking his attention off his friends because hes always watching over me. Not to mention, I didn't want to go with Alayna. Seeming to have a thing for Zayn, and it seems whenever I'm there all they do is flirt. That's the only time he ignores me when I have lunch with him. Ok I may be over exaggerating, but he barely talks to me.

No matter how many times he tells me there's nothing going on between them, I can't seem to believe him. I know he tells me everything.  And I know he would never lie to me, but why else would he always flirt with her RIGHT in front of me. 

The bell rang, as I packed up my stuff and Mrs. Leigh-Ann told the class we don't really have anything tomorrow but we still had to show up. Not like she would notice anyways, considering shes always just talking about her newly pronounced husband. 

I walked towards my locker seeing Zayn already standing there, playing with the zipper on his jacket. I smiled, my heart started fluttering at the look of him. I finally got to it, turning to my locker beginning to do the combination, turning to him with a smile already on my lips. He was already looking at me, making my heart skip a beat. I waved, his smile grew wider.

"Hey Dyl, ready for lunch?" he questioned. I looked around for Alayna, seeing as she was no where in site. Zayn caught on telling me "She had a spare with me, so shes in the car already". My stomach dropped, thinking about what they could've been doing in the car.

"So, are you ready?" He questioned again. I shook my head. He gave me a look saying 'why not?'. ' Because I like you ! I don't like seeing you sit there and flirt with another girl right in front of me! '. I screamed internally. I just looked at him and shrugged. He got this annoyed look, "C'mon Dyl! It's my last year, and there's only 4 lunch's left in the school year for me! I would like to spend them with my best friend since I wont be able to next year!" He told me. 

'You could always visit me at lunch, considering you said you were waiting to go to uni with me.' I thought once again. I could feel my face frown, while rolling my eyes without noticing. Zayn smiled taking my wrist pulling me towards the front door which led to the parking lot. 

I immediately stopped in front of the washroom, Zayn giving me a knowing look, rolling his eyes. I smiled, turning and entering the small washroom. I waited for the door to close, locking myself into a stall. I took a huge sigh, knowing I had to go back out there, but not wanting to.

I exited the stall, regretting it instantly as the girl, and 3 of her friends, who happens to ruin my day, every day. Staring me directly in the eye, putting her mascara away.  A smirk grew to her face, as she turned to look at me. "Well, how nice to see you today," Rosie told me. "So, are you coming to the end of the year party on Friday? I hear it going to be great, what do you say?" She said, her and her gang giggling. 

Not only did I want to go crawl in a hole because of their annoying joke they always make, but because of how annoying they are. And quite frankly, how they always somehow seem to hurt me with the same or similar joke every single day. 

I looked to my feet, walking sideways to get out go the washroom swiftly. Powerfully, she shouldered me, causing me to yelp in pain. "Watch where you're going," she told me coldly. I nodded, not allowing myself to look up, holding onto my shoulder from the pain growing through my whole arm. 

I exited the washroom, seeing Zayn. He was holding onto his phone flipping it around, his mind somewhere else. He looked over at me smiling, throwing his arm around me, causing me to squeak as he hit my shoulder. He gave me a look, but I shrugged hopefully making him think I was ok. He shook his head. Not believing it, but ignoring it because he knew he wouldn't get an answer out of me, even if I did talk. 

I let him guide me to his car, getting more and more sad with each step knowing I'm going to be ignored the whole time anyways. Before he could push me into the car, I went for my bag, which I retrieved from my locker earlier, looking for my lunch. I took it out. Zayn looked at me and pouted, "No, please come to lunch with me." his bottom lip somehow sticking out more. I shrugged, shaking my head 'no'. 

I shook my hand, giving a gesture saying 'Another time'. Smiling sympathetically. I'll see him next period anyways, considering I'm advanced in math, taking a grade 12 class. "Fine, I'll see you in math." he said, annoyed shaking his head.

He looked at me pouting again, trying to get me to give in. I just shook my head giggling at how cute that look was. Alayna waved to me through the window, and I waved back. She turned to Zayn throwing her hands in the air saying something, but she seemed surprise, Zayn replied shaking his head a frown on his face. I walked away confused but also sighing from relief. I really didn't want to stay on property for lunch knowing I'll just be harassed, but I couldn't take the constant flirting, and my heart shattering with each word spoken slowly.

 My pace quickened when I saw the jocks coming towards me, I took a look around, trying to find a place I could run and hide into, but there being none. I internally cried. "Hey baby!" one of them screamed. I looked up, scared for what words would escape their lips next. "I'm throwing a party Friday, hear your invited." I don't know why they didn't brutally harass me with their - stupid - words, like they usually did.

"Yeah, I need someone who can tell me how good i am." winking at me trying to send a sexually rude joke towards me. I knew it was stupid, but it really did hurt me. I tried not to show it, but the tears told them other wise, as they all doubled in laughter. I quickly backed away, turning around running towards the parking lot again. Still running past all the cars into the open field. Spotting the tree that holds all my sorrows, I ran faster for it, not giving up.

I slowed down, as the tears fell from my eyes. 'Why does everyone have to hate me' I thought. I sat down, pulling my knees to my chest, placing my head onto my knees, as my tears soaked my leggings.     I pulled out the journal that nobody hopefully knew about. Writing down the two 'jokes' people said to me today. They were probably repeated in pages before, but I still wrote them.

I wiped the tears from my face, flipping through the book to the very first page preparing myself to look  at every single word someone has said to me the past years of my life, considering this book was only filled with the things people having said to me in the past. Seeing the word "Unique" written on the very first page, smiling.

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I don't know how long I sat there, but I know it's been a while since it was around 12 when lunch started. Somehow the tears could still seem to fall.  I could hear my phone continuously going off beside me. Not really caring at this point. But I did look at the time. The blurry numbers, from my tears, appeared on the screen being as it is 2:30 already and that class ended at 3:05, I saw no point in going to class. I put my phone down again, finally reaching the final page of harassment. Closing the book, I took a deep breath placing it back into my bag. 

I laid my head back, against the tree. '3 more days along with one more year of all the bullshit, Dylan, and you'll be free', I thought to myself. 

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“You’d think that silence would be peaceful. But really, it’s painful.” 

― David Levithan,

So this is the first chapter. hope you enjoyed :) 

I know it probably really sucks, but i'm hoping it wil get better, just give it a few chapters please :( 

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