Broken [Zaill] *On Hold*

Chapter 1

Okay, so this is kinda scary. Lol 

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-FrannyMayy

Chapter 1

*Flashback* 

The first week of school went by surprisingly easy. No one really talked to him, well a few tried, but gave up shortly after they realized they were having a one way conversation. As the people of his new school got used to him, Zayn started making eye contact with the students. Some just walking by or even tried to talk to him. For some it made them uneasy, others didn't really notice, not really caring.

During lunch on the courtyard on a glorious Wednesday afternoon he saw him. He was talking to another boy with brown curls, thinking they are both around Zayns own age. In Zayn opinion the boy looked like perfection. His blonde hair shimmers in the sun light creating a breathtaking effect to his pale, but flawless skin. What caught Zayn's own breath was his eyes. They were like looking into the ocean shining under the sun. So blue and crisp, he thought he was dreaming. The beautiful boy, with the crooked smile and contagious laugh was staring at him as well. He was walking his was to Zayn, he sat down right next to Zayn under the tree Zayn had picked out hoping no one would talk to him.

"Hello. I'm Niall." The beautiful boy stated. "You're new? Yeah?" Niall asked with a slight smile placed on his lips.

Suddenly Zayn's throat went dry and all he could do was stare at Niall's eyes and nod.

"Thought you'd like a little company. What's your name, mate?" Niall asked.

Clearing his dry throat and slowly said. "I'm Zayn." His own voice sounds foreign in his ears noticing it's a bit rough sounding.

With a quick nod and a beaming smile, that made Zayn's stomach flip, Niall held out his hand out. 

"Nice to meet you Zayn."

Looking down at his own hands, Zayn shoves his hand in front of him meeting Niall halfway sending shock waves through his whole body making him slightly gasp. If Niall heard Zayn's shacky gasp he didn't say anything. Just continued to smile at Zayn.

"Not much of a talker, are you?" Niall assumed. Zayn shrugged at Niall with a lazy smile on his lips.

Was he actually smiling? It wasn't as enthusiastic as Niall's, but it was still a smile. After that they fell into a silence not feeling uncomfortable once. Somehow Niall managed to get the basic of Zayn's move, leaving out the personal deatail. Mainly his ex and his past with emotional abuse, he didn't like letting people in. In that forty-five minute lunch break Niall talked most of the time. Zayn didn't mind, he liked listening to the happy Irish lad talk. Learning he's from Ireland, moving here with his brother to get out on his own and get into Uni for next year. When it was time for class Zayn couldn't help but feel a little upset, he liked hearing about Ireland and he liked the way Niall's lips would move. Once they were on their feet Niall looked at him right in the eyes and without breating the eye contact he said to Zayn, "I'll see you tomorrow" He said it more as a statement rather than a question. Zayn was actually looking forward to getting to know someone. It's been so long since he's had any real friends.

Over the next four months Niall has spent every lunch with Zayn. Niall would walk up with his lunch, which was quite a lot of food. Zayn learned Niall can seriously eat, but still be fit. Zayn thought Niall was fit, very fit, he noticed it when he would study Niall. He noticed the way Niall's eyes would light up everytime he walked up to Zayn's claimed tree. He noticed that the Irish blonde was slightly shorter than himself. He noticed how his polo shirts clung to his body. And how his body flexed when he moved.