Heartbreak [zjm]

2. Leather Jackets

The next morning I made it a goal to see Zayn as much as I could. I tried to find him in the hallways and I successfully found him a few times. I was texting Kayla during my last class and they both have swim together so I asked her if she could give him my number.

Kayla: here is his number! #######

I debated saying anything for about 10 minutes. I wasn't sure what to say so I just went with the casual, "hey this is Belle."

He replied within seconds.

Zayn: Hey :)

I got really nervous and started fidgeting in my seat, when Harry noticed.

"Are you alright?" Harry whispered.

"I'm fine... Zayn texted me back," I laughed feeling flustered.

"You know we have Tennis practice after school, right? So he is going to go from the Natatorium to the Courts." Harry winked.

I was sadly on Junior Varsity, while Harry and Zayn were on the Varsity Tennis team. Coach Griffin told me that I could be on Varsity if I practiced a little more. Junior Varsity and Varsity have first class together while the freshman team have fifth class.

The bell rang for dismissal and Harry and I went to the Tennis Courts together. I was already wearing what I wear normally to Tennis. A Nike sport jacket, yoga pants, and black Nike Roshes.

"Cute outfit, Belle," Danielle said to me.

Danielle is my best friend in Tennis. We survived freshman Tennis together and we made Junior Varsity.

We started practice and Zayn showed up just in time. We practiced and played against each other for about two hours. That's when I really got to know Zayn. I learned that he had 3 older brothers and an older sister, so he was the baby.

As for me, I was the only child of my biological family so it was very different. I have a younger half-brother named Kacin.

"That was a very good practice, Evans," Coach Griffin said. "If we make playoffs, I will move you up to Varsity." He promised.

It was the middle of fall so outside it was pretty cold. "My mom is here waiting, but that was great practice! Text me whenever you get home safely," Harry hugged me and kissed me on the cheek before getting into his car.

I texted my step-mother probably about 10 times before I figured she wasn't coming to pick me up. "Hey, do you have a ride home?" Zayn asked, looking down at me.

"Um yeah, my mom is a little late though," I shivered at a big wind gust.

"Take my jacket," Zayn said putting it over my shoulders. Of course I couldn't just refuse a boy giving me his jacket, but I knew that he liked Kayla anyways and she didn't pay any attention to him. He was wearing a school shirt underneath it.

"Zayn, it's alright. You don't have to do that." I tried to shrug him off but he just looked me in the eyes and shook his head.

"I have to get home, but I can't just leave you here by yourself without a heavy jacket."

"But what about you?"

"I'll be fine. I have a ride home," he winked and got into his car and drove off.

I sat on the curb waiting for my mom's arrival about 10 minutes later. I properly put Zayn's leather jacket on my torso to warm me up. Melissa dropped me off at the house and drove to the hospital to get something.

That night, I went to bed very happy.

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