polar oppoѕιтeѕ ≫ zιaм (boyxboy)

Ch. 3

Ch. 3

{Zayn's Pov}(a/n YAAAS)

Who knew the nerd had such confidence? I didn't mean to get him THAT mad. He must have some anger issues, worse than mine. Who am I kidding, my anger issues are like the devil himself. Yep, they're that bad. My mum wanted me to go to therapy, but that'll be a waste of time and money. I'll just find a way to get out of it, like everything else. This is the reason I smoke, it's a stress reliever for me. The cancer stick is my best mate, next to Harry of course.

Messing with Liam was just a dare, I didn't want to bother the poor lad knowing he's going through enough already. I'm actually not surprised he's taking boxing classes, he needs to defend himself with the situation he's in, I would do it too if I was in his shoes. You can physically see he boxes, and works out, I could clearly see his muscles through the sweater he was wearing. Looked nice on him might I add. What? It did! Sure, whatever I'm bi, I like both male and female, so what? Liam's cute and all with his adorable innocence but he's not my type, plus I just lost my chance with ever getting together with him, from what I did, and he's straight. Only if he liked dick...

Oh well.

Anyway, Mr. D let me off the hook only because he never had a problem with me before. That's because I'm never in his class, he should have caught on by now, it's been what? 3 years? He should consider retirement next year. He's too old to be working at this point, like the guy just had a heart attack over the summer! But whatever, not my problem.

Putting on my usual blank face I go back inside the classroom, once stepping inside the bell rings. Oh boy, Maths with Mrs. Host. Note the sarcasm. Going to the back row I grab my back pack and see Liam doing the same with Harry. I should really apologize but I gotta keep this dare up, more like a bet. The bet is to bother Payne so bad that he'll break. Break, meaning he'll snap and probably snap my neck in the process. At first I thought, Liam's too innocent to do anything to me, but once I saw the hatred and anger in his eyes earlier, I'm a bit worried. I shouldn't be that worried, Liam won't do anything to ruin his reputation, he's smarter than that.

Liam looked at me but turned back around once he saw I was staring. Am I scaring him? Is he afraid of me? He stood up from his seat and left the class with his head down. I couldn't help but coo in my head, he's so vulnerable its adorable. I really wanted to pinch his pink, flustered cheeks, but he wouldn't let me. I don't blame him, he's used to being ignored and by me coming into his personal space isn't really helping, but I'm not loosing this bet so he's just gonna have to suck it up.

Walking out the technology lab, I leap down the stairs to my locker. All my classes are up stairs but my locker is down stairs, you see my problem? I reach my locker #60 and take out all the materials I need for my last three classes of the day and stuff them into my back pack. Looking to my right I see Liam doing the same thing. Most of the people at school say he looks like a puppy, I agree. I'm gonna call him puppy form now on, whether he likes it or not.

I stalk up to the puppy boy and squeeze his sides. He jumps a bit and let's out a squeak.

"Shit Niall, don't do that. Do you ha-" he cut himself off when turned himself around and realized it was me. His eyes widened and started to bit his lip. Awwww. He looks so cute. Stop Zayn, this is no time for fangirling. "Hi." Liam managed to squeak out after a long silence.

"Who's Niall? Hmmm? Does the nerd have a little friend, or should I say boyfriend?" I question him. You could see the transformation of his eyes. First they're filled with fright and shock and then the next minuted, filled with anger and hatred.

"Look, I said I didn't want to play any of your games, so leave me alone. No Niall is not my friend nor is he my boyfriend. We're just acquaintances okay? The boy's very touchy and such. I'm not even gay or bi, I'm straight. Straighter than Niall teeth since he just got his braces off but still. Don't look at me. Don't touch me. Don't get near me. Don't do anything involving me. My life is already fucked up enough, so please, kindly fuck off." He snapped, finishing off by giving me the finger. He gave me the finger! Ohhhh, he is so gonna regret it too.