Heartbeat

Heartbeat 2

Part 2

Zain's P.O.V

Zain, dude where are you going" yelled Mo. I can't fucking take this anymore I screamed in my head. I quickly got in my car and speeded off. I stopped at a silent street. I closed my eyes and put my head back on the headrest. I kept remembering her face. I had seen her before too in my college. She was the "good" type. "bookworm" I laughed. Here eyes were black, jet black long, silky hair. Her hair were beautiful than the other girls, although she was just merely pretty. She had a soft white and pink complexion, nice curvy figure, slender long arms and legs, petite hands and feet. "Dude", stop thinking about her" I scream to myself. Shit I looked up to the mirror. My hair was all messed up.  Idiot messed up my last day. I spent a month revising the synoptic paper, I needed an A to get into University, it's my last chance, I thought. I laughed at myself. I drove off home.

Natasha's P.O.V

I got home, ran into the kitchen "Grannn, oh I'm soo happy"!!!! I shrieked. "Good Lord my child, what are you happy about". "Last day of college, come Gran lets go shopping" I suggested. "With me" Wouldn't you feel embarrassed" "No way, I yelled my Gran is so happening I teased her. "Ask Amber, She just got in too"

I headed upstairs, humming as I climbed the stairs. "I knocked on Ambers door "Whaaaatttt" she scream. My heart sank. Had she done bad on her paper. I opened the door "Ambi was wrong" I asked. "What's wrong is that, I may not make the grades for my place, where as you, well you have it easy don't you, you already have a unconditional offer from Manchester! I didn't know if she was mad at me or someone else.  "Don't worry" I assured her. "Your the best". She looked at me for a couple of seconds and then smiled. "retail therapy"  said. She laughed and said "oo why not, we have the masquerade ball tonight as well tonight". "Tonight" I asked "Yea Tash, don't you remember, and I don't care what you say, you are going" it was more like a demand than a suggestion. "fine" but I need a dress I said heading out.

Zain's P.O.V

I opened the door to my home. Hmmm home, I thought. It didn't seam very homely as I was the only one at home. I had a maid but she came in at noon cleaned up and left. I hardly ever saw her. My mum had passed away when I was 10, and my dad, well dad's just dad I thought. "Dude" I said to myself stopping in front of the hallway mirror, "Why are you getting all sentimental, that's what chicks do" I went upstairs and I had to find something to wear, I stopped halfway on the stairs "Zain you have got to stop talking to yourself, its bad for your bad boy image" I nagged myself. "Shit masquerade ball, how am I suppose to know if the chick I'm dancing with is pretty" I said as I flipped through my clothes. I stopped on a red shirt, "ooo niiicceee" I said and put it aside as I jumped on my bed. I needed some sleep before I went. One month of revision had me all word out. I closed my eyes and the picture from earlier on came back to me. Those eyes. They were big , almond shaped with thick long lashes surrounding them. I feel asleep just thinking about her.