Can It Be Real? (Zayn Malik)

Chapter 5

Bhrielle P.O.V

"Zayn hurry up where going to be late!" I shout as Carlos, Becky, Cameron, Waliyha, and I wait down the stairs for Zayn because he claimed that he had to put gel in his hair to keep it from being a mess. His hair is short, how can that be a mess? I'm a mess woo! Don't even get me started.

"I'm coming, I'm coming!" He yells running down the stairs. I take a minute to admire his appearance. He's wearing black skinny jeans and a black shirt with some design on the sleeve.

"It's about time!" Becky yells grabbing Cameron's hand walking out the door as we began walking to school. We don't live that far, more like 5 or 10 minutes away.

"Waliyha who's going to take Safaa to school?" Zayn asked.

"Oh my dad said that he was going to drop her off since he has to drop of Zemirah at daycare" I said. I've been trying to avoid Zayn because he has been nothing but ride to me since I invited him to stay at my house. And to be honest I feel really bad because the girls need him to be there for them, but who's there for Zayn?

I feel like I have to take care of him when I shouldn't. But knowing him he bottles up all his emotions and says he's ok. This guy that works at Rue 21 his name is Liam. And he told me this

People say that they're ok. But if you read between the lines it actually says brOKen.

And he was so right. I talk to Liam from time to time, I told him I'm looking for a job at the mall and he said he'll try to hook me up at Rue 21. I'm trying not to get my hopes up but he told me he said good things.

We finally got to school and I went straight to my first period. I sat at my table as my science teacher Mr. Lettie starts to talk about electromagnetic radiation.

"Sup Bhrielle" Justin says as I sat down on the table.

"Hey" I respond. I sit at a table with Justin and Jessica but I call her Jess.

"Why haven't you been answering my text messages?" Jess asked me as I turn to the pages in my workbook.

"I've been busy lately" I say. It's true, with all that's happening with Zayn's mom and everything I haven't even have time to go through my phone and respond to any of my messages.

"You say that all the time, I need my best friend!" She exclaims. Remember how I said how Zayn is my only best friend. It's true, Jess and Justin are my friends but not my friends. I don't know if that makes sense, but they don't know me like Zayn knows me.

(A/N 🎶and nobody knows you baby the way I dooo🎶 sorry I just had too!)

"Can we hang out today then?" she asked me with desperation in her voice.

"Im busy today" I say finally looking up to her.

"Of course you are" she mutters under her breath. Well then.

"So what have you bee doing that you've been busy lately?" Justin asked me. See thats the thing. They think they know so much about me, but they don't. They don't know my mom died or how she even died.

"Family things" I say.

"Well anyways can you ask your mom if you can come over my house this weekend? My mom won't let me leave the house, can you believe what a bitch she is?"

At least you have a mom, be thankful.

I bite my lip to hold in my tears I feel coming on and stare at Mr. Lettie writing the word 'Test' on the bored.

"I'll see" I squeaked but I didn't mean too. It just came out, I feel like everything I talk about ends up to my mom.

"You ok?" Justin asked me.