One Direction Imagines

He's A Nerd - Zayn

He’s a Nerd –  Zayn

Today in English class, you were having a discussion about Jane Eyre. “When you talk about your analysis of the book, I want you to read the passage from the book, state the theme, and explain how this part of the book connects to the theme. Really get into it; talk about syntax and diction,” your teacher said. Oh, boy. “Who wants to go first?” As he scanned the room, you kept your eyes cast downwards, pretending to look through your copy of Jane Eyre to decide which part of the book you were going to use. “(Y/N)?” “Um, I think the part where Jane rejects St. John, Charlotte Bronte shows the theme that it’s not right to do something if you’re not going to do it wholeheartedly and just because it’s right,” you spoke, thanking God for the knowledge you needed at that moment. “Right. What page is that?” “Um...” You looked down at your book, quickly going to the back of the book and flipping through the pages, desperately trying to find the page to get the spotlight off of you. “Yes, Zayn? Did you find the page?” your teacher spoke, your head snapping up to look at the gorgeous guy sitting over by the window. He was wearing his glasses, which he only wore in English class, and he was so attractive. “Yeah, it’s page 356.” “Thank you, Zayn.” You were happy to finally be off the hook. Throughout class, you listened to other people’s opinions, including Zayn’s. He was actually really smart, which surprised you since most intelligent guys were mediocre-looking, but Zayn was really hot. When the bell finally rang, you stood up and walked towards the door to walk to your next class, and Zayn followed closely behind you, increasing his pace until he walked next to you. “Hey, (Y/N), I really liked your opinion about St. John and Jane.” “Thanks,” you smiled, blushing and trying to stay calm. “I really like the book, and if you like it too, I was wondering if you wanted to discuss it with me sometime?” he asked you. “Yeah, I loved the book! That sounds great.” “Okay, do you have an Instagram?” “Yeah. It’s underscore, my first name, then another underscore and an ‘s’.” “Okay, I’ll find it and message you.” “Sounds good. Bye!” “See ya lae-uh!”