My High School Sweetheart

Eleven

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Zayn's POV:
I woke up to the sound of my alarm on my phone. It is a very annoying one.
I only set it that way, because it's the only way I'll get up.
I go and grab my new clothes and put them on.
When I'm done, I style my hair so that the crown will set on it.
When I'm done I put my shoes on, grab my bag, and head out the door.
When I finish locking the door, I turn around to be met by Louis.
"What the heck!" I yell jumping.
"Hi to you too Z!" He says sarcastically. Waving his hand.
"Dude be louder when you walk next time will you?!"
"Sure"
"Thanks"
"Mind telling me why we're out 30 minutes before we need to be at the bus? That's 30 more minutes of sleep I could've had!"
"To avoid Harry"
"Why?"
"He's our neighbor."
"Yeah and?"
"He doesn't know he's my neighbor."
"Why?"
"Because that's avoiding drama."
"Whatever." He mutters. We make our way to the bus.
Once we get on, we talk about nothing in particular, until we get off.
We start walking, when I'm suddenly pushed to the ground.
"Oh sorry. Wait no I'm not. I purposely pushed you. You know why? Because fags belong on the ground. And what's that on your head? A flower crown? Wow are you six?" He says.
He starts to say something else when he's suddenly pushed to the ground.
Louis pushed him.
"You know who else belongs on the ground? You. Your a dirty little scumbag that wouldn't know fashion if it came and slapped you on the face. Now stay on the ground. If I hear that you discriminate against anyone else, you'll have to talk to me. You don't want to talk to me, unless you want to end up where you are now, so don't try me!" Louis yells.
His sass level never fails to amaze me.
"Come on Z let's go." He says pulling me into the school.
"Where is the office? I need my schedule."
"I'll show you." I say leading him there.
I wait for him outside the door. When he comes out, he shows me his schedule.
Same as mine, except for art. He's in drama. I'm not surprised, the drama queen that he is. I love him for it though.
"Same classes mate." I say. "Really? That's cool then."
We go to our classes for the day, and I mentally prepare myself for my date.

(;-;)———(;-;)

"Zayn you got this. Your funny, smart, handsome. You got this." Louis says as he pushes me towards Ryan.
I got this I say to myself as I walk up to him.
"Hey Ryan!"
"Oh hey zayn."
"What's up?"
"You ready to go?"
"Go where?"
"To get coffee remember?"
"Oh that."
"Yeah that."
"Um let me finish my conversation first. It's more important than the coffee."
Well if I said that didn't hurt I'd be lying.
"O-Ok then." I say, forcing a simile.
"Ok now shoo." He says, making a shooing hand gesture.

(;-;)———(;-;)

That date was horrible. He was on his phone The whole time. I ended up leaving early and just going to Louis house.
"He told you to what?!" Lou gasps.
" he told me to shoo." I reply in a somber tone.
"He did not!"
"He did!"
"That's horrible Z." He says frowning.
"I know." I mutter. "I wouldn't be surprised if it was all a joke." I say.
Louis doesn't reply he just hugs me. We stay there like that for a while.
"I just finally thought I could finally be in a relationship after Harry broke my heart." I cry into his shoulder.
"Maybe the universe wasn't ready for that to happen yet." He says rubbing my back.
"I don't give a crap. I have nobody but you, not that you aren't enough, I just wish I didn't have to rely on one person for support." I say, rubbing the tears from my eyes.
"It's ok baby doll. He doesn't deserve you." He says.
"I guess." I reply.
All I do now a days is guess. I'm tired of it. I want to know for sure.

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