"so... you're new." niall stated.
"yeah i'm am," i mumbled trying to look anywhere but at him.
"you're weird," zayn said bluntly, and then he put a hand over his mouth when realised what he said.
"thanks mate," i said sarcastically.
"i'm so sorry i didn't mean to say that out load!"
i chuckled slightly.
"it's fine,"
i looked up at him and he smiled softly.
"still sorry," he shrugged.
"so, where did you move from?" niall asked.
"doncaster,"
"cool,"
"i like your tattoos," zayn said while looking my wrist, which was the only part of my arm not covered by my hoodie.
"uh thanks," i said pulling down my sleeve.
"i have a few myself," zayn said pulling
off his jacket and showing me his arm.
"they're cool, who designed them?" i asked and zayn smiled.
"i did," he said proudly.
"really? you're one hell of an artist,"
"thanks, louis!" zayn seemed happy that he had started a conversation.
"show me yours later?"
"um, sure"
i smiled. i had made a friend.
"i feel kinda left out guys!" niall groaned. zayn chuckled.
the class started, it was boring and i didn't understand a thing.
"how don't you get it?" niall joked.
"i'm not great at english," i looked down embarrassed.
"well we'll have to get harry to tutor you, he's great at english," zayn giggled and niall nodded in agreement.
"who?"
"harry styles, friend of ours," niall said.
~50 minutes later~
the class eventually ended and i started to pack up my things.
"meet us by the office at lunch, i assume you know where that is?" zayn said.
i nodded.
"uh guys where's H3?" i asked, looking at my schedule, while exiting the class.
"just down there to the left," niall pointed across from us.
"thanks," i smiled.
"any time, see you later!" niall said, him and zayn waving as they walked off.
history. i don't mind history.
i walked down the hall and took a left just like niall said.
~lunch~
the lessons dragged on but eventually it was lunch. i walked down to the office to meet niall and zayn, hoping they would actually turn up.
when i got there i saw zayn, just zayn.
"uh, where's niall?" i asked
"little fucker got himself a detention so it's just me!" zayn laughed.
"you're not gonna hang out with your other friends?" i asked.
"i am. but so are you," he grabbed my arm and dragged me all the way to the cafeteria.
