S.A.D || zarry au

seventeen

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        "Wake up!" A thick, cheery voice said not sounding anything like my mum.I groaned and opened my eyes to see Zayn looming over me with a grin on his lips. I shot up quickly in surprise bumping my head with his in the process.

        "Ow," we chorused gripping our foreheads.

        "What the hell are you doing here?" I murmured trying to ignore the pain in my head.

        "Well, good morning to you too, Harry Styles," he chuckles, "I get an blow to the head and rejected by my crush. Not my day."

        Butterflies erupted in my stomach. I roll my eyes and he leans down to kiss me but I stop him, "Morning breath."

        "I don't care," he answers connecting our mouths in a sweet, short kiss. "You need to get ready, we leave in about fifteen minutes."

        My eyes widened, "Fifteen minutes?!"

        "Yeah, school is in like thirty and you missed the bus."

        "I had an alarm set."

        He looked at me innocently, "I might have turned it off, with the permission of your mother of course."

        "Why?!"

        "I wanted to drive you to school," he smiles. I peck his lips and jump out of bed before walking over to my closet to find something to wear. I couldn't help but feel a bit dizzy when I got in there and closed the door. All of the kisses and sweet boyfriend things seem so normal to me now but they're not. I'm not used to having someone to that with; at all.

        I shook my head and slipped on black skinny jeans and a black t-shirt with a big, gray hoodie over it. I slipped on my black and white converse before leaving the closet. I watched Zayn pout, "I thought I was going to be to see you change."

        "Uh," I stuttered.

        He laughed, "I'm joking, well, kinda."

        I blushed deeply and he stood up. "I'm going downstairs. You've got ten minutes." And then he left the room.

        I finished getting ready: brushed my teeth, wrapped a bandana around my head, washed my face. I headed downstairs to find my mum and Zayn laughing about something. "Hey, sleepy head," Mum smiled brightly. "You don't have time for breakfast. You guys best be going now or you're going to be late."

        "Yes, ma'am," Zayn said teasingly. She kissed his cheek, much to my surprise, and walked to over to me and did the same.

        "Have fun!" She said as we left.

        "Mum," I shook my head, "it's school."

        She rolled her eyes, "Bye."

        "Bye, Mummy!" I called shutting the door.

        I couldn't help but admire Zayn as he walked to the car. He had on loose, black jeans with a white shirt and his leather jacket was thrown over his shoulder. I couldn't imagine why of all people he chose me. I got into the car and we were soon at school. Zayn slug his arm around my shoulders as we walked through the recently crowded hallway. I looked up at him seeing the bruise still fresh on the side of his forehead extremely close to his eye. My eyes travled to his bandaged hands. I shook it off not wanting to bring it up.

        "Just on time, eh?" Zayn said.

        "I guess," I murmured.

        "Hey," he pulled me away from everyone. He cupped my face and looked me straight in the eye. "No one is going to bother you, alright?"

        I nodded and he smiled before kissing me gently. "I need to take you out on a date sometime."

        My whole face lit up and he looked pleased with my reaction. "How about this weekend sometime?"

        "S-sure," I said surprised that I could even make out  a full word.

        "Great," he kissed my forehead and disappeared.

        I wouldn't have suspected what happened next. I was in first block handing in my essay on "The Lady of Shallot" when I heard police sirens and everyone crowded the window. I went to the uncrowded window closest to the teacher's desk. "Oh no," I gasped. There were about three police cars and someone was being dragged to it in handcuffs. I bolted out of the door while the teacher called after me. I ran towards to office and was stopped by Liam who had been in the lobby needing to sign in because he was late.

        Liam held on to me tight and collapsed to the floor with me. I cried. What were those filthy police doing with him?

        My Zayn.

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THERE YOU GO! Long time no see, but I've had a chill thanksgiving break and then I come back to school and have so much to do; a social studies assignment on Harriet Tubman, a compare and contrast essay on "The Tell-Tale Heart, and about 3 other English assignments! It's ridiculous! I mean it's a MONDAY couldn't they at least give us a damn break! School sucks.

How've you been tho? Good? Bad? It's always great to ask. I'm curious.

Hope you guys are still enjoying this! Love you all!

Tori xx