Chapter 2
Mary's POV (2 years ago, age 14)
"Zayn.....I'm scared."
"Everything's going to be fine. I've been through it and so can you."
It was my first day of high school and I was beyond nervous. The number of bad situations that could happen to me were endless. This day has to be perfect. I even woke up earlier than usual.
"I'm going to make sure I don't look like a mess" I shouted while I ran up to my room.
"Mary, you look stunning as always! Come back here! We gotta go."
I took one last look in the mirror. My dark brown hair was straightened to perfection, my makeup was light and looked natural on my tanned skin. I was wearing a silver crop top that had the word DREAMER printed on it, paired with my leather jeans and combat boots. And for once I sort of agreed with Zain. I looked pretty decent. After spritzing Victoria's Secret's GORGEOUS perfume on myself, (hoping the name of it will rub of on me as well) I ran down the stairs to see my best friend. My content and satisfaction with my appearance was probably pretty obvious because he pointed it out.
"See! I told you. Beautiful!" He told me, his hazel eyes boring into mine. I couldn't help but melt into them. They were beautiful. Not me. I broke our gaze and looked at the clock.
"Zain! We have 20 minutes until we have to go to school!" I said, playfully punching him.
"I know, I know! But I'm beginning to think that you and your mirror are becoming better friends than we are!" He said winking at me.
"Oh that's rich! Coming from my vain Zain!" I giggled. He spent as much time in front of the mirror as I do. I would too if I were him. My bestie is fine.
"Come here. Let's just hang out for a while. It'll calm you down."
We sat on the porch with my legs on his lap. He played with my fingers as I ruffled his hair. Suddenly he started singing, his flawless voice filling the air.
*We'll do it all - everything - on our own. We don't need anything, or anyone. If I lay here, if I just lay here, would you lie with me and just forget the world.*
I love it when he sings. He always picks the perfect song. Before helping me up, he kissed my forehead. And finally I believed that everything was going to be okay.
"Zain! Mary! Don't think that you're leaving without saying goodbye!" Yelled our parents. They came outside and we pecked our parents cheeks before walking to school. Zain slung his arm around my shoulders and I couldn't help but feel secure. He is my rock, my prince. It was pretty much his job to make me feel safe. We made our way to school and found out that our lockers were next to each other.
"What did you have to do to get our lockers next to each other?" I questioned, kissing his nose.
"I practically begged Mr. Kingsley! I can't not have a my best friend next to me! It's unnatural!" He explained with a huge smile on his face. I squealed and hugged him. I really do have the best friend ever.
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'Ok. I got this. Room 202, room 202. There it is' I opened the door and was shocked by what I saw.
"Zayn! You're in my Spanish class?" I gasped.
"Hell yeah! Party's here!"
"This is going to be the best class ever!"
The whole class consisted of texting Zayn and passing notes to my other friend Laurie. Me and Sarah became pretty good friends when she moved here from Cheshire last year. We were instantly besties but we're not as close as and Zayn. What me and Zayn have is special..it's almost indescribable. All I know is that I can't live without him.
Z : u know tht Ryan has been staring @ u for the past 20 min?
M: rlly? is there something on my face?
Z : yes
M : what?
Z : ur eyes
M : oh zayn
I looked up and found a pair of green eyes looking at me. I guess Zayn wasn't lying, Ryan really is staring at me. Sarah noticed and nudged me. 'He likes you' she mouthed. I laughed and looked at Zayn. I could already tell that something was wrong. I wrapped my arms and asked him quietly what the matter was. He whispered back that he didn't want me to get hurt by a douche like Ryan. I smiled and told him that nothing was going to happen anyway. Why would he go for me? I think that it's cute that Zayn is looking out for me though. He'd never hurt me and won't let anyone either
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Mary's Song (1d fanfic)
Fanfiction"She said I was seven and you were nine, I looked at you like the stars that shined in the sky" We've heard the song. But now, you'll know the story.
