A/N: I noticed there were a lot of errors in the last chapter and I truly apologize for that. I didn't reread it and updated just when I finished because I promised you guys a chapter. ANYWAYS THANK YOU FOR OVER 100 READS! I ACTUALLY THOUGHT NO ONE WAS EVER GOING TO READ THIS EXCUSE FOR A BOOK. So because of that, here is chapter 6.
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Ch.6
{Zayn's Pov}
I groan as the light from my window shines over my closed eye lids causing me to wake up. Right when I sit up in my bed all the blood rushes to my head making me hold it and hiss in pain. Shouldn't of drunk too much at that party last night. I sigh, climb out bed and trudge to the bathroom. I open the medicine cabinet and take the bottle of pain killers and swallow two of them.
I strip from my clothes and take a quick shower. I step out, wrap a towel around my waist and re-enter my bedroom. I take out a pair of briefs and slip them on. Walking to my closet I take out a white band t-shirt and black skinny jeans, I quickly put them on and slide into my white Air Forces. Taking my phone off the charger, I stuff it into my back pocket along with my wallet and keys.
I exit my room and go down stairs, grab my black leather jacket off the couch and I'm out the house in seconds. I go to my motorcycle and hop on turning on the engine. I back out of the driveway and drive down the road to the local cafe.
{Liam's Pov}
I'm currently sitting in the back and reserved part of the local cafe sipping away at caramel frappé. I come here almost every other Saturday, just to go out and stuff. It's a very quiet setting, perfect to do homework or schoolwork, so that's what I'm doing now. I'm doing the technology essay that's not due till a month. I'm also texting Niall, but he's annoying me and complaining about his hangover and how he didn't get none last night. It's not MY fault you when to Styles' stupid party. I look at his latest text and roll my eyes. This boy needs Jesus, I swear. I put my phone down and continue typing the last few words of the essay. It's really easy, all you need is to look up the material on the Internet, paraphrase it and you're good.
Once I'm done I close the laptop and literally jump through the roof. It's Zayn. Right in front of me. This has been such an amazing day and here comes Mr. Bad Boy ruining it.
"Didn't mean to scare you there babe" Zayn said with a small smile. Is it just me or did Zayn actually say something in a non-mocking way?
"N-No it's fine, I d-didn't hear you sit down" I answer him back and look down fiddling with my fingers. I'm pretty sure I'm blushing right now. Curse my shyness.
"Wait. We're you actually doing that essay?" AAAAAAnd the moment's ruined.
"Yeah, is there something wrong with that?" I ask looking at him.
"Hell yeah, huge problem. The essay isn't due till like a month and you're doing it now? Exactly why?" He rolled his wrist. "You see, this goes to show who much big of a nerd you are. Why on Earth would you even consider doing this crap on a SATURDAY when it's due in a MONTH?"
"I'm doing this because I've got nothing else to do, so might as well do it know instead of doing it the night before it's due. I get it out of the way and don't have to worry about it later on. Someone with a real functional, working brain can see the sense in that."(A/N: dayyuuummm slay Liam!)
"Are you calling me dumb payne?" I can see the angry glint in his eyes and his nose is flaring and his ears are red. I've been slaying bitches everywhere lately.
"No, I'm not calling you dumb, I'm just saying you have no common sense. Totally different scenarios." I say with much confidence as I try to defend my self. I hear Zayn growl from under breathe.
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