Not the bad boi we thought

Five

Niall's class were finishing off their paintings from last week that were done with powder paint. Niall continued adding small touches of purple to liven up his deep blue flower that consumed his page, just thinking about the new boi. Niall wondered how he knew the teacher, Mr. Rey. It was pretty obvious that he did, but how? Niall didn't know, but with the way Zayn looked at him before he moved, it was made pretty clear that Zayn didn't want him to know, or anyone.

Since Zayn didn't have a painting to finish, Sir had told him to start his 'class mate' project. He kept stealing glances at his chosen colleague, writing down any words that came to mind as he looked at them peacefully paint.

Zayn slowed down his doodled sketch of his chosen ones arm as he heard Phil start whispering to Jake, "have you got the stuff?"

"Yeah, it looks just like the powdered paint." Jake said, putting the small pot onto the table.

"Brilliant" Phil smirked as he picked it up and took the lid off, hiding it under the table.

"What is that?" Zayn whispered to them, pointing towards Phil.

Zayn thought that these people didn't look like they would try and mess with his private life, unlike Niall who would want to know Zayn's past, present and future. He decided to talk to them, seeing as he will need someone to hang around with at lunch.

"Hair dye" Ben replied, chucking a paper ball at Ashley, who did nothing and continued painting. Ben had a secret crush on Ashley, but he was never going to tell anyone that since she was invisible to everyone, but him, and also, she would only turn him down since Ben was pretty sure she had an older boyfriend who had already left school.

"Why've you got hair dye?" Zayn asked, raising an eyebrow as he leans on the desk to look around Ben to face Jake and Phil.

"Just watch" Phil evilly chuckled, standing up as he noticed that Sir had just walked out of the room.

Zayn watched curiously as Phil made his way over towards Niall. He gasped as Phil pretended to trip and chucked the tub at Niall.

A cloud of purple dust went everywhere as Niall started coughing, waving his hand to try and clear the air so he can breath properly.

The class erupted with laughter, and then laughed even harder as Ben fell off his seat in giggles. Zayn laughed as well, but it was a fake, deep rumble from his stomach as he watched Mr. Rey come back in and go straight over to help Niall out.

"Niall," Mr. Rey sighed sympathetically as he watch Niall cough out more purple dust. "What happened?"

"I..." Niall started before he coughed again, "I dropped the pot and it just exploded." he lied, pointing down to the now empty tub on the floor.

"Well, tidy up here and then go sort yourself out," Sir told Niall, trying to hold in the laughter as he looked at the purple boy, "and I'll try and save your master piece."

"Ok, Sir" Niall sighed as he watched Sir pick up his painting and take it to the back room. Niall swept the powder off of the table and onto the flood for the cleaners to hoover up later before he bent down and picked up the pot, lobbing it into the bin.

Only if he had read the label...