Teach me- Ziam

Chapter fourteen

Howdy y'all

anyone missed me? :p No? well that's okay because I missed all of you! and please can someone fangirl with me over how freaking AMAZING steal my girl music video was? is? I'm just like woah and Zayn was all like 'find another one cuz she belongs to mmmmeeeeeeeeeehhhh...' 

I swear I'm mentally stable :p So it's been a while since I updated and this book has had great response and I really do appreciate it. The previous chapter was very upsetting and I was typing and swearing at myself for not letting them be happy :D so I decided that I shall update this chapter and hopefully you'll enjoy it and give me feedback which I adore. Zayn is gorgeous, LITERALLY perfection. And on that note, enjoy the chapter

Zayn gritted his teeth as he watched the stupid clock on the wall of the classroom where Mr Payne was pacing while teaching. If it could be considered teaching.  Okay so Zayn might be in a bad mood but he genuinely couldn't be blamed for it. His parents were too busy to pick up his little sisters so he was told to go pick them up. His motorbike was at the garage getting fixed. It was raining buckets outside and Mr Payne's lesson was taking longer than usual. Plus he'd have to take the bus which he'd have to run for and if he didn't catch it, he would have to wait forty five minutes for the next one. Zayn tapped his knuckles onto the desk hurriedly just wanting the lesson to end and since he wasn't on speaking terms with Mr Payne, things were tense.

"-And so the different devices function. I am planning on keeping you till four by the way so please stop packing away"  Mr Payne told the class who all grumbled and pulled their things back out of their bags apart from Zayn who packed his stuff up, regardless to what Mr Payne had to say.

"Zayn, why are you packing away? Lesson's not done yet" Liam spoke as Zayn sighed in frustration as he glanced at the clock  again. If he managed to get out now, he'd run to his sisters'  school and catch the bus. Of course there was the obstacle that was Mr Liam Payne which was time consuming in itself.

"Packing my stuff away, what does it look like I'm doing" Zayn answered with sass laced through his tone.

"Yeah I got it but I didn't say you could leave class yet. I understand this topic isn't that much fun but we still have to learn  it" Mr Payne explained, his eyes not once leaving Zayn's and the younger boy felt uncomfortable under his scrutiny.

"Yeah well I can't stay. Got stuff to do" Zayn shot out of his seat, bag slung over his shoulder as he marched to the front of the class. Everyone was watching him, Zayn could feel it, the piercing gaze of all these people but the worst was the heavy weight of Liam's eyes.

"Allright Zayn, I get it but please don't miss lessons for no reason. I know I'm not great at teaching but you will still turn up to lesson. I'm going to have to ask you to take a seat. I will let you leave a few mminutes early. Allright?" Liam smiled but the hard glance that he had was plastered all over his face made Zayn nervous. Anxious.

"No, I gotta go now" and with that Zayn moved towards the door and flung it open, not halting to hear what Liam had to say. It didn't take long for Liam to follow him and question him on where he was going and Zayn was already five minutes late. An almost incinerating heat wrapped around Zayn's wrist before he was whirled around by a gentle hand. Yeah, Liam really shouldn't be touching him, not after what happened the last time they were alone.

"Zayn. Is there something you have to do or is it just um-" Liam stopped when Zayn's eyes turned to him and it was just silence. The built up tension between the two was almost tangible and Zayn just hated it. Hated how he felt something for this puppy man.

"Leave me alone!" Zayn growled but didn't try to pull away from Liam's grip, never wanted to lose that warmth. Zayn could almost feel Liam's warmth, like a blanket and it was just so - homely, like he belonged.