The Love Project -Completed-

Chapter eighteen

Kaitlyn's P.O.V

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"Zayn, go change!" I heard  Mr.Wilson yell, as I run to the locker room. Jacki and I quickly change, and make our way to the gym. We start running warm up laps with Zayn, and all the other boys. Girls take forever, fixing their hair, tying their shirts, etc...

"Zayn, today we have pacer!"(If you don't know what it is, look it up) I said to Zayn, as we finished off the last of our ten laps.

"Cool..." He muttered.

"Don't get pissed?" I said, annoyed.

"Sorry." Zayn said. He didn't sound sorry at all.

"Whatever." I muttered, and started stretching on the opposite side of the gym. I don't know WHY he is mad, but I didn't do ANYTHING so he has no reason to take it out on me. In a matter of seconds, tons of people surrounded me. Girls were saying things like

'Zayn? Jerk!' And that's only the nicest. Guys came around with things such as 'ooh I'm going to beat his ass.' I don't want any one doing/starting anything to/with Zayn.... So I won't tell these people what happened.

"No. Its not Zayn, Its fine.. I'm fine.. Just go away." I said, motioning to the other side of the gym. Everyone walked off, murmuring to each other.

"Urgh." I moaned to my self. I finished off a few push ups, and Mr. Wilson called us to start the pacer.

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79... That's a lot, I think. I walked over to my locker after gym, and silently made my way to Zayns. We walked to lunch, without saying a single word to each other. Once we got in the lunchroom, I didn't have to follow Zayn, and he didn't have to follow me. I still do not understand, AT ALL, why he is mad at ME! I did absolutely nothing! He can be mad at whoever the hell he wants, but until I do something, he needs to stop. 

I got my lunch, and plopped down at my usual table next to Louis, with Jacki on his other side. Zayn hadn't gotten his lunch yet, so it was me, Jacki, Liam, Niall, Louis, and Harry. And one of Harry's friend, erm. Scott I believe.

"Whats wrong?" Louis asked.

"Zayn..." Jacki muttered. Taking one of my chips.

"Yeah. I just wont talk to him until he quits acting like an angry two year old, and can talk to me like the age he is." I said. Just then, Zayn sat down across from me, still. Wordlessly. "Ugh." I moaned, and took a bite of my sandwhich.

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RING. The last bell rang, and still. Zayn had not talked to me. We have after school plans so... I guess thats canceled.

"Kaitlyn." Zayn said, as he ran to me.

"Listen, Zayn. If your just going to scream at me and tell me why you hate me now, I don't want to hear it." 

"Sorry. Seriously... Its just... I cant tell you why I wasn't talking to you. Wait till Sunday after prom.. You will see." Zayn said. "C'mon. We have to still get a suit." 

Paul dropped us off at the mall, and we went to look for suits.

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"Nothing. We searched everywhere for a good suit.." Zayn said. Sitting on the floor. I was still looking.

"Yeah.. I cant believe we didn't find any-" I started talking, but then I saw it.. The perfect suit.

"Kate? Babe?" Zayn said walking up to me.

"This is it. The suit your getting. Try it on. If it fits, we don't need to get it tailored." I said. Zayn came out in the suit, and damn he looked hot. 

"It looks really good babe." I said, and let him look in the mirror. "Like.... Really. Good." I finished, and walked over to him. I started kissing him on the lips, deepening it until some kids walked in with a parent.

"Fuck.." I muttered, and waited for Zayn to put his other clothes back on.

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After he had changed, and checked out, we went to get some food. As we ate, we talked about stupid silly things.

"Yeah. Seriously. This fan tried to LICK my face!" Zayn said. I bursted out laughing, still not understanding how that is possible. Yeah, I would lick JB's face -No joke- but still.

"Wow." I said. I looked at my phone, and it read 7:46pm. "Zayn. We should go. It is 7:46." I said. Zayn took out his phone, and called Paul. In a matter of minutes, he was here.