~Mason Nicole's POV~
"I have to get to my class Zayn." I laugh trying to get past him.
"Not until you give me a kiss." He smiles.
"The halls are clearing up, you should get to class too." I say nicely.
"No." He starts walking towards me, I back up until I hit a wall. "I'm not gonna see you for another hour, I'll be in a class with people I hate."
"One kiss." I say sternly and give him a peck on the lips. He leans on me against the wall and kisses me harder.
"What'd I tell you about being a tease?" He winks and casually walks away.
Now we're back to Zayn personality when I first met him, I think to myself. I remove myself from the wall and get to class.
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~Connors POV~
I look through the glass door and I see Zayn snogging this one blonde chick. That's what school this prick goes to now. He walks away and the girl walks to class. She's pretty hot, oh shit, it's Mason. But why would he go to school all the way over here?
"So then Zayn just tells her lets leave and I'm like are you kidding right now?" I turn around and this one blonde boy is walking with two other boys.
"You know Zayn?" I quickly walk towards them.
"That psychopath of a prick. Yeah, who are you?"
"Sorry, I'm Connor. Zayn's worst nightmare." I smile smugly.
"I'm Nick and that's James and Devin." He points to them and I nod my head.
"We could be good friends you know?" I get an idea.
"Why do you think that?"
"We all fucking hate Zayn." I smile.
"Who doesn't, really." Devin says.
"Which one of you have a class with him?" I ask. Nick looks at the other two boys.
"That would be us."
"I have a task for you." I smirk.
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~Mason Nicole's POV~
Third period rolls around and I'm walking to the bathroom when I hear yelling in the gym. I peak through the window and Zayn is pounding on Devin, Nick's friend. I run inside and everyone is trying to pull Devin off, even the teacher. But they keep hitting each other.
"Zayn!" I yell to him and he looks at me, his facial expression softens. That's when he takes a good punch to the face and nearly falls over.
"Stop, you're going to kill him!" I frantically scream. He ignores me and hits Devin even harder until I finally step in the middle and push Devin away from him.
"What are you the referee? Fucking whore." James spits angrily.
"I will break your jaw." He tries to punch him again, but the coach grabs the back of his shirt and pulls him to the ground.
"What a freak of nature." James laughs.
"Fuck you." I snap defending my boyfriend.
"What time?" James smirks, I look at him in disgust.
"Don't talk to her like that James." Devin shoves him.
I hear Zayn yelling in frustration as the coach keeps him on the ground. I turn my attention to Zayn and his nose is bleeding.
"Can I take him to the nurse, please?" I look at Zayn and back at the teacher.
"Get him out of here." He brushes it off.
Zayn stands up and I grab his forearm walking towards the door. Zayn makes eye contact with the girl on the floor and she looks frightened then he looks away from her when I tug his arm.
Once I trust him I let go of his arm and he punches the wall, his hand going the cheap material. He yells in anger again, I keep my distance from him.
"M-Mason please don't be s-s... scared of me." He forces himself to mumble through his anger.
I stay quiet until we get to the nurses office and I explain what happened when I got there. Zayn does nothing but sit on the edge of the bed and shake. Once the nurse cleans up the blood on his nose they tell him it's fractured. He gets bandages wrapped around his knuckles due to the damage done on them. I stand across from him as he holds the cup of water that the nurse gave him. He still hasn't said a word.
"James k-kept making fun o-of you." He mumbles looking at his cup of water. "I... I told him to l-l-leave me alone. B-but they didn't." He tries to say the last part normally by speaking faster.
I don't know where he's going with this, but I let him talk. He twitches a little then brushes it off.
"He w-w.. wouldn't stop calling y-you a whore a-and... and he kept whispering it in m-my ear and pushing m-me c-cause somehow he knew i-it pissed m-me off. Devin g-got mad that I w-was yelling at James b-..but he didn't know the whole story. Then h-he- they, they suddenly they t-t-told me to destroy Devin, th-then hurt mys-self."
"Who told you to?" I mumble. He slowly points to where his brain is. It didn't occur to me he hears things that shouldn't be heard. "Zayn why would y-"
"Mason y-you don't under s-s-stand!." He snaps and throws his full cup of water at the wall.
I decide to stay quiet. You learn more by listening anyway.
"I-I tried t-to ig-ignore it. But they w-wouldn't stop. N-n-next thing I knew i-it bam, my fi-fist slams into h-his face and h-he hits the wall. And it f-felt right. So I.. I didn't stop." He still looks frustrated, he laughs to himself a little. "Suddenly I h-heard y-y-you. I sw-swear to god my thoughts s-stopped f-for a mere se-second. Th-then he hit me a-again. A-all I heard wa-was do it f-for Mason." He finishes.
"What was with the need to punch an object or yell?" I ask. He holds my arms and pulls me towards him.
"Please d-don't be scared I-I'm not gonna hurt you." He holds my hands finally looking up at me. "It stops the v-voices for the moment f-for me."
"And the stuttering?"
"I'm having a-an anxiety a-attack." He tries to lighten the mood by pulling a lazy smile. "It hasn't been this b-bad in a w-while."
"That's good I guess." I shrug.
"Mason I'll n-never hurt you I swear to g-god." He almost pleads.
"I know you won't." I pick up the cup from the ground and throw it away.
"She's not a f-fucking whore." Zayn pushes everything of the counter in one move.
"Zayn what the hell!" I gesture.
He grumbles. "They won't l-leave me alone."
"What usually stops it?" I ask.
"It doesn't stop."
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Hayran KurguMason Nicole Valentino hasn't had a boyfriend since about fourteen. Ever since then, every guy seemed tempting, too close, too smooth, and too god damn attractive. Zayn is evidently tempting, but irresistible if you couldn't tell. She resents it and...
