Be My Romeo [A Zayn Malik Fanfiction]

Be My Romeo [A Zayn Malik Fanficiton]

Hey guys! So, this is my very first fanfiction, so please be easy on me. This is a One Direction fanfiction, (as said in the title, lol) and it takes the guys to high school. I don't know if I'm having the usual pairings yet, but I'll see in future chapters. They boys are still going to be a band, but they won't be famous. And yes, they are still as gorgeous as ever.(; Anyways, here is the prolouge to Be My Romeo, enjoy! :D

Oh, and p.s the rating may or may not change. I guess you'll just have to wait around and see.(;

"I like you, I kind of always have, Scar."

Blood drained from my face when I heard this. No, this couldn't be happening right now. I couldn't be hearing this from my him. 

"Zayn, I can't. I have a boyfriend."

"What? Since when?"

"Over a month"

Did he just expect me to drop my relationship for him? Why is it that when I needed a Romeo, no one was around. I was finally happy in a relationship, hell, maybe it was love. I was so sure of him, he was definitely the best part of my crappy life so far.

"Zayn, why now?

"What?" He seemed confused.

I sighed. "Why did you decided to tell me now?"

"I dunno. It just kinda felt right."

It felt right?! I guess it was kind of my fault for keeping my new relationship under wraps, but it's not my fault that I didn't want to put myself out there again. I had been in the spotlight too many times, all because of the guys I've dated. I wanted to stay out for a while, just to see how long I could stay out.

I had been out of the spotlight for almost a year, thanks to me staying single. But it's not like I put down everyone that asked me. It's because no one came up to me to ask me out. No one wanted me as a girlfriend, and even if they did, no one showed it. I don't blame them. I'm not the hottest girl in school, not even the prettiest. I mean, I don't consider myself ugly, but I don't consider myself to be beautiful either. I guess I was just there in the middle ground.

The only one way people was knew me was as the ex-girlfriend or all my other ex-boyfriends, which weren't many, but were popular enough to where everyone knew them. It kind of sucked that when I wanted to meet new people, they knew me from my ex-boyfriends.

"Zayn, how long have you known you've had feelings for me?" I asked with shaking hands.

"A while. Ever since you were with Charley."

"Then why  did you tell me now?! Why couldn't you decide to play Romeo when I needed one?!"

"Play Romeo? What are we? In English class?" He smirked. A slight smile playing on his lips.

"Zayn, come on. I'm trying to be serious here."

"I know Scarlette, I know."

I waited for an answer, one I knew would never come but I hoped for one anyways. Zayn stayed silent, staring at the ground. He wouldn't look at me, he didn't want to. I felt a sickening feeling in my stomach. I had hurt my best friend, but he didn't realized how he had hurt me.

"Zayn, I'm sorry. But I can't. I have a boyfriend, and I can't to give up on him. I don't want give up on him. I really like him."

I could see the heartbreak in his eyes. "I understand Scar. I hope he's worth your heart. I'm just sorry I couldn't have you earlier. I'm sorry I wasn't there for you."

There was a silence, an awkward tension in the air. I looked up as Zayn, looking into the eyes of my best friend. Scratch that, probably soon to be ex-best friend.

"Scar, stop."

"Stop what?" I asked confused.

"We're still going to be best friends. This isn't going to change anything between us. Stop trying to think at that we aren't because you told me no."

I smiled. Zayn could somehow always tell what I was thinking.

"I hope so, Zayn. I can't lose you  over this, I don't want to lose my best friend."

Zayn put a finger under my chin, forcing me to look into his eyes. "Scarlette James, I promise nothing will change between us. I'll always be you're best friend, even if it means I can't be your boyfriend."

As I looked into his beautiful brown orbs, I somehow believed every word he said. Why couldn't you come earlier? "They better not Malik." I joked, using his last name.

He kissed my forehead, his lips lingering longer than they should've. "They won't. Now come on, let's get to class." he said, putting his hand on my back, leading me through the busy hallway, on to class. 

What do you think? Do you like? I'm planning to continue and wil upload soon.(: This chapter is dedicated to waywardwriter, because she convinced me to write this and upload this. Thanks Erika!<3 Anyways, tell me what you think in the comment section BELOW! ^-^