Triplets│Zarry/Zarcel/Zedward/Zouis

Chapter 8

Before you read this we just want to say one thing: YES EVERYONE LOVES ZAYN IN THIS AND EVERYONE HAS A CRUSH ON ZAYN IN THIS BUT THAT'S BECAUSE WE'RE TRYING TO BE AS REALISTIC IN THIS AS POSSIBLE AND LET'S JUST FACE THE FACTS, EVERYONE THINKS ZAYN IS ATTRACTIVE. MY BEST FRIEND DESPISES ONE DIRECTION, BUT STILL SHE POINTS OUT EACH TIME SHE SEES A PICTURE OF ZAYN THAT HE IS ONE OF THE HOTTEST HUMAN BEINGS ON EARTH. PLUS, HAVE YOU WATCHED ALL THE LATEST INTERVIEWS WITH CELEBRITIES? AS SOON AS ONE DIRECTION IS MENTIONED EVERYBODY FEELS THE NEED TO POINT OUT HOW SEXUALLY AROUSED THEY ARE TOWARDS ZAYN. JUST THOUGHT I'D PUT THAT OUT THERE. BECAUSE IT'S NOT JUST US WHO FINDS ZAYN ATTRACTIVE, IT'S EVERYONE, THEREFOR EVERYONE IN THIS STORY LOVES HIM. YAY. OKAY. BYYYYE.
Oh, wait, I just want to thank the lovely person who I dedicated this chapter to for coming up with the idea in the hallway.
And sorry guys, for taking so long to update, and also sorry because there's not much happening in this chapter. The next one will be an extention to this one, so don't worry. Hopefully you'll like it! :D
OKAY I JUST READ THE CHAPTER OVER AND IT FUCKING SUCKS SO BAD I WANT TO GO DIG A HOLE AND DIE AND YET I'M LAUGHING BECAUSE IT'S THAT HORRIBLE, BUT APHRODITE IS ABOUT TO GO WRITE THE NEXT CHAPTER SO THAT WILL BE UP SOON TO - HOPEFULLY - MAKE UP FOR THIS

  Someone should've reminded him what day it was. His sisters, his parents, just somebody. But instead they forgot to mention the fact that it had been Sunday and not Saturday like he thought, and what do you do on Saturday? You drink, obviously. So that's what Zayn did. He drank until he saw stars. But it was only when his mother threw open his bedroom door that he realized that, shit, it was Monday and he had to go to school, hungover to the point where he couldn't tell which direction was right and which was left because that would simply hurt his brain.

  He cursed to himself as he sat up in bed, reaching for a glass of water that stood on the bedside table – since he is thankfully clever enough to acknowledge the fact that he at least has to do his best to conceal his mishap.

  “Ten minutes.” his mother yelled from down stairs, and his eyes were blown wide in surprise. Ten minutes until he had to go, or ten minutes until school started? If he knew his mother right, it was without doubt the latter. He sighed loudly and got up from bed, not at all ready for the new day.

  As soon as he arrived to school, the hallways empty as always which only meant that he was extremely late once more (it would've helped if he hadn't taken a shower). But for some reason he couldn't find it in himself to ever care as his feet carried him to whichever classroom was written on his schedule.

  “Page nineteen.” the teacher said as soon as he walked into the room and he couldn't help but chuckle when he saw that the teacher hadn't even such as spared a glance in his direction. It was quite obvious that the professor was completely aware of who it was that had arrived late to class.

  When Zayn looked around he noticed something extremely strange. Everything was normal. He sighed. Normal is strange. Imagine if everyone looked normal, exactly the same. The only difference would be the fact that half of them would have a penis and the other a fanny. But even as he looked around now he couldn't help but think that some of the girls really looked like they should have a penis. He giggled to himself, making sure to cover his mouth so nobody noticed his childish act, before he lightly slapped himself on the cheek for being a dick. It's not their faults that they were born slightly more manly than they were supposed to, and Zayn should really not be one to judge since he wasn't the most macho man out there. Not with these long lashes and big bambi eyes, his lean body, and neither were his pouty pink lips doing him any favours. He reckons that that's what attracts boys to him rather than girls. When he'd go out to a club then sure, he'd get girl attention and lots of it, but the boys would be streaming to him like magnets. When Zayn realized that he had immediately taken that to his advantage, always making sure that people around him knew he was open for all kinds of business. That was at least when he was out there, in the clubs and parties and wherever he would end on a Friday night. But the thing is that in school there weren't too many people that knew of his sexual orientation, and he liked to keep it that way.