Dreamer (One Direction Fan-Fiction)

Chapter Two - Zayn

“Well, Look what we have here.” Zayn said slamming his hand on my desk.

I couldn’t bear to look at him but I did with confidence. This was the boy who ‘accidently’ wrecked his car through dads store. Luckily my father was nice and didn’t sue him for it because we had the car shop insurance and Zayn was also charged with a DUI from the police so we figured we was going through enough. Harry him and I used to be amazing friends until his parents split and we didn’t see him for about month, then when he came back. He was completely different. I always really liked him, but now he disgusts me. He treats me like I’m some on he can play with or whatever.

“It’s miss Emmy.” Josh said with a grin as Zayn glared at him.

“ Hi, Joshy.” I waved my fingers fluttered. Then my gaze came to Zayn.

I crossed my arms as Zayn leaned onto my desk his cocky smirk and dark brown eyes meeting my cold expression.

He slid his hand onto my shoulder making me flinch and almost backhand him.

“ I haven’t seen you all summer babe what have you been up too?” Zayn said in a smart elic sort of way.

“Not in Jail like you…. That’s for sure.” I spoke sharply. He rolled his eyes at me but still kept his smirk .

“ Ouch Baby, That hurt.” Zayn said putting his hand up to his heart.

“ Good.” I laughed starting getting up but not before he grabbed my wrist and pulled me toward him.

He moved his hand across my upper back trying to pull me toward him.

“ Why are you being so cold to me, You know I just want to be nice to you.” He laughed as Niall watched starting to look guilty because I was struggling in his arms trying to break his grip. This wasn’t Zayn’s first attempt to try to force me to ‘Love him’ Or whatever he thought it was.

Niall’s Blue eyes quickly moved away from my gaze as I put both of my hands on Zayn shoulders looking like I was going to give in.

“ You have five seconds to get your hands off me.” I said practically spitting in his face.

“Oh Come on Baby…” He laughed.

I looked down at the quiet girl as she ignored my struggle.

As his hand decreased down my back I knew it was time. I lifted up my foot then dug my three-inch heel right into his foot before slapping his face.

His grip instantly loosened from me as he let out a yelp of pain. Satisfied I smoothed out my skirt before bending down to his level with a giggle.

“ And If you ever touch or call me Baby again, It will be much worse.” He mumbled a few curse words as the shy girl beside me let out a giggle at his pain.

He stood up in a defensive way then screamed at her.

“ What the He**? You think that’s funny?!” He said slamming his fist down on her desk with rage.

She looked at him terrified before I stepped in again.

“ Just because you looked like and Idiot doesn’t mean you can act like one Zayn.” He raised his eyebrows up.

“Mmmkay I see how it’s gonna be, Plain hard to get. Whatever.” He said waving his hand from the boys to follow him to take there seats a few rows in front of me not talking to me again.

I looked over at the auburn blondish headed girl again.

“ Are you alright?” I whispered smoothing my skirt again.

She nodded slowly with a faint smile.

“ Thank you…” She said quietly.

“It’s not problem! I’m Emmy if you need anything else.” I said cheerfully hiding my anger.

“I’m Aria…” She said before going back to drawing.

I nodded smiling and hiding my pain.

Tears started to form in my eyes. I looked down to see my arm twitching.

“Crap.” I mumbled.

Harry was right, It was going to happen again.