Into an Outsider. (1D Fanfiction)

No weakness.

Chapter six:

Becca's POV

 Getting out of bed was a pain, it always has been and always will be. I slowly got dressed, checked my phone reading the "Good Morning x" text from Zayn, and rushed out the door to Niall's car.   {Picture of Becca on the right}

Zayn and I have been texting nonstop since last night. We talked about everything from our favorite movies to more personal things such as what our familes are like. I learned he's very family orientated, he's closest to his sisters. They refer to him as the 'badboy' out of the bunch. When he asked about my family I found myself telling him everything, I dont know why I did. He isn't just the hott new guy to me anymore, He means more to me than that now and it's only the second day. Then I thought about Niall's words "...don't get ahead of yourself." Am I?

I saw him going to fourth period. He told me to met him before lunch because yesterday he had to sit alone outside. I couldn't help but laugh at him, joking of course.

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I saw Zayn standing where he said to met. He had this cheeky look on his when he saw me coming.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" I asked. He still had that look on his face.

"I saw the video of you singing." My smile turned upside down. What video was he talking about?

"Wait wh-"

"Now why is it that for someone who was too shy to even talk about her singing, suddenly had the guts to post a video of-"

"OH MY GOSH! NIALL HORAN!" I remembered last night and how Niall video taped me. That must have been what he was up to! Zayn looked at me confused.

"Last night, Niall video taped me singing. He must have posted it...that basterd." I said clearing things up. 

"Last night? Are you and Niall da-" I started laughing before Zayn could even finish his sentence. 

"Hell no! He's basically my half brother." 

"I see, Well you shouldn't get upset with him because your voice is incredible. You should want to put yourself out there with that kind of talent." Zayn said while gazing directly into my eyes.

"Well what about you mister! You said you can sing, but I don't see you putting yourself out there."

"Yeah I know, I have troubles taking my own advice I guess...by the way, I really like your outfit today." He brushed his arm over the sleve of my jacket.

"mhm changing the topic...well it worked....thank you, now lets go eat!" We walked shoulder to shoulder. Zayn walked so close to me that for a second  I thought he was going to hold my hand or wrap his arm around me. I wouldn't mind it at all if he did. He didn't.

I saw everyone at the lunch table starring at Zayn. I wanted to see if he noticed so I turned around, but he was only looking at me. It's like, everyone sees him, but he only sees me. Eleanor greeted us first. "HEY BECCA! and you must be Zayn, she told me about you." Eleanor said with a huge grin on her face. I felt Zayn nudge my shoulder, "Oh really." He said examining my every feature. The table was quiet. Everyone was focused on us, even me. 

 "Hey Niall, Is she the girl singing in the video you posted last night?" Liam said referring to me. Niall nodded in return. I could feel everyone looking in my direction. It was an odd feeling. I'm not sure how I feel about it. "You are really good! Becca right?" I nodded. I felt myself smiling more than usual. "Yeah! I saw it too. You're incredible." Louis butted in. I felt really good about myself at this moment.

Throughout lunch we, as in Sara, Niall, Eleanor, Liam, Louis, Zayn and myself, kept on a good conversation.  Harry wasn't in the conversation as much. He just glarred at Zayn and I. Before we all got up to walk around campus, Harry finally spoke up. 

"Are you two like..like what's going on between you two?" After Harry said that, he looked as if he didn't mean to say it out loud. Zayn and I didn't have anything to say about that. It was a very uncomfortable situation.

"What the hell Harry." Louis said while pulling him away from the rest of the group.

"Why would he ask something like that?" Sara asked. Her and Eleanor were shocked, but they kept walking along side with Liam. 

"He must be having a bad day. That isn't like him to say something like that." Niall said putting his hand on my shoulder.

"Yeah it is! Of course Harry would say something like that." I said looking over at Harry and Louis talking. Zayn was looking at them too. Harry noticed and gave Zayn a nasty look. Zayn looked like a tiger ready to attack. "Hey Styles!" Zayn shouted. He darted in Louis and Harry's direction. I have a bad feeling about this.

"Hey! Why don't you just say what's on you're mind to my face because I'm getting really fucking tired of you looking at me like that!" I could hear the irritation in Zayn's voice. Niall and I rushed over to the three of them.

"Calm down Zayn!" Louis said attempting to settle things. 

"You're not worth telling shit to!" Harry yelled back at Zayn. 

"Seriously, what is your problem with me!" Zayn took a step closer to Harry, invading his personal space.

Their yelling started to get peoples attention. We now have an audience.

"The problem is that-"

"STOP! JUST SHUT UP!" No one else was trying to stop the two of them, so I did. 

"please." Both Harry and Zayn looked at me with remorse. Zayn rolled his eyes and walked away. Harry jerked his body around to face Louis. I stepped back to stand with Niall.

"What the hell just happened." I said, resting my head on Niall's shoulder. 

"But really, everything was fine untill Harry started acting up and Zayn got all hot headed." 

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Zayn was already in his seat when I walked into the classroom. I sat down not saying a word. John, the strange guy that sits in the back of the class, blocked Harry's way to his seat causing him to be late. "Seriously, get the hell out of the way you worthless-" "HEY! Styles, watch your mouth." The teacher interupted Harry's rude comment to John. 

The rest of school was settle. Not much was said, not much was done. Zayn and I still walked together, but neither of us talked. I didn't want the day to end this way. I decided to take the risk in doing something completely out of my ordinary. 

Enough with my weakness. I attempted a random act of outrageous courage.