"Sorry, I'm so sorry, here let me help," he spoke hastily, after knocking the spray paint cans out of my bag. He was significantly taller than me, buff, and noticeably cute, "oh no, it's completely fine," I said picking up the paints and shoving them into my bag, trying to avoid further embarrassment. "You're Zayn, right; I've heard about you, I heard you're really good with art," I flushed a faint red.
He smiled and looked up from the cans, towards me, knowing that I liked the comment, "I'm alright, nothing special." He picked up my portfolio, "may I see some things; by the way my name is Liam." I already knew his name, I knew that he sat four seats in front of me in English. I knew that he never really tried in his classes, but still managed to ace everything; yet he still didn't know my name.
"This is all amazing, how do you not see that, gosh can I buy this," he chuckled, making me giggle a bit. "You should smile more, you're cute, and talk more too, I've heard your voice, quite sexy," we stood up faced each other. I was insanely awkward and uncomfortable, but he was exuding confidence and pleasure, "well, I'll see you around, we have English together right?" I nodded furiously, making him laugh once more and leaning in to whisper in my ear, "loosen up babe, I'm nothing to be scared of."
I practically melted with his deep, smooth voice working wonders. He started walking away, leaving me with an increasing empty feeling, "I'll see you again, Zayn, I think I'll be seeing you quite a lot."
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One Direction Oneshots and Drabbles 2
FanfictionPart Two of my collection of self-written oneshots for one Direction. Occasionally, someone who is not in One Direction may make a guest appearance, such as in Part One, but it is not promised. Ships are stated the tittle.
