(A/N) So this update is a little.......yeah. After the seven astricks it gets a little......yeah. Sorry. I'll fix it soon enough...or try to at least.
“What does Zayn want from you?” Liam asks rapidly as we rapidly walk down the hallway. It was all of us; me, Taylor, Niall, Liam, Harry and now Louis.
They we’re all flipping out with the exception of Taylor, who was just as confused as me.
They kept asking me random questions, such as the one that Liam had just asked. On top of that, they wouldn’t let go of me, and had insisted on taking the long way to get out of the building.
Louis scoffs. “What the hell do you think he wants from her, Liam?”
“IT WAS A RHETORICAL QUESTION LOUIS!” Liam practically screams back, half dragging me down another hallway.
“It wasn’t so rhetorical for me.” I mutter, starting to become winded from how fast we were moving.
“Yeah, so how about we start explaining a few things?” Taylor says, clearly annoyed that they weren’t telling us anything. But they were too busy throwing miniature fits over the simple situation that Zayn wanted to see me outside.
“I can’t even believe this is happening.” Liam says, shaking his head.
“Believe what is happening?” I ask.
“She just moved here from the middle of nowhere, how does he know about her?” Louis asks to no one in particular.
Harry scoffs. “Please, the guy has rats all over the school.”
“Why would he have rats?” I ask another question.
“I swear if that prick lays one finger on her…” Niall doesn’t even get to finish his sentence before I cut him off.
“What are you guys talking about!?” I practically scream at them.
“Zayn Malik, try to keep up sweetheart.” Louis says, and I was tempted to smack him right then. Don’t get me wrong, he was still obnoxious.
“I know you’re talking about Zayn, but why are you talking about him as if he’s the one that started global warming, world hunger, caused 9/11 and then murdered your families?”
“Well if he murdered my family, it wouldn’t be the first people he’s done out.” Harry hisses, rolling his eyes.
I would have stopped dead in my tracks, if not for four guys pulling me around the school.
“WHAT!” Taylor and I screech at the same time.
No one answers. We keep badgering them with questions.
“Will someone give them a briefing of Zayn Malik’s past so they’ll shush?” Niall asks impatiently.
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