Juliana |Z.M| |A.U| (Completed)

7.

One Direction: Through the Dark

"Oh I will carry you over fire and water..."

Keep it low. That's Juliana's motto for the day.

Hoodie up, face down and no eye contact. Three simple steps that she needed to follow and she'd get away without being noticed. This whole thing was working perfectly fine with her. Just one more class. If she got through classical literature without being noticed, it would all be over.

She was more than glad that she didn't have Modern Literature or Economics today. She just knew Zayn and Jack would have badgered her. Annoying pesky idiots never left her alone.

"Okay class, that's a wrap. Enjoy the rest of the day."

Okay Juliana, do your thing. As planned she packed her bag and made her way out. She pulled her hoodie on facing the ground as she pretended to be invisible before everyone. Keep walking Juliana, once you're out of the School premises, you're a free girl! Go on.

"Julie! Wait up!" of fucking course. "Hay! Wait up!"

God! Everyone knows you have a sense of humor, but why always her?

"I can't Zayn, I need to head back." She said without lifting her head and started walking with a faster pace.

"but we had an agreement yesterday, you said we'd watch the sequel." He was catching up.

She walked faster to the point where it seemed somewhere between walking and running. "Yeah, I changed my mind."

"Julie..." his hand wrapped around her elbow, halting her motion. "Stop. What happened?" She almost forgot what happened yesterday, almost. He knew, he knew where she lived.

"Zayn, I really don't have time. Please, let me go." She was in no mood to be sassy today. And it was pretty obvious that she was avoiding eyes contact.

"Why? Julie? Are you okay? If it's about yesterday, th-"

"Shut up. Just shut up. Leave me alone." She snapped trying to pull her hands away.

"Julie, I need you to know, I'm not judging. And I really don't mind where you live. We can still be friends."

"Who told you we were friends? You need to get over yourself, but first let me be." She accidentally made eye-contact. Two words: Bad move.

His eyes went wide, "What happened to your face?" His hand immediately came to her cheeks making her flinch away, but as much as the gesture hurt him, he didn't move away. With the back of his fingers, he caressed her cheeks gently. "Julie? How- shit! How did this happen?"

His hands were a bit calloused, but it felt warm against her face. It somewat soothed her, she uncnsciously leaned in to his large hands seeking a bit more comfort.

"I umm.... I face-planted and sprained my ankles and did this to my face." She lied. She had this lie planned up, just in case.

"You face planted on both your cheeks?" Of course Zayn didn't believe him.

"Yeah, the other one's old. Happened two weeks ago." She lied again, "remember that time in the café?"

She was a good liar, but Zayn wasn't stupid. But it was pretty clear that she didn't want to tell him anything about it and by now, he knew her enough to say that if he kept bugging her, she'd eventually snap and walk away, so he played dumb. Juliana just thought he was the right idiot for falling for it.

"Did you put anything on it? It looks really bad." He asked frowing as he kept rubbing her cheeks. This was all getting highly distracting for Julie, for god's sake she thought she could fall asleep right then and there if he kept doing that.