Before,During, and After the Collision (Zayn's POV)

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I don't even know why people presume these things about me. Why must they spread such cruel things about me? My mother taught me better than to harm the opposite sex. Maybe they've seen who I am when I'm intoxicated. Oh No... I hate the intoxicated me. He makes me do harmful things with no remorse, and no memory the next day. I was interrupted by my friend Jack jabbing me at the shoulders. "What do you want mate?" "I just wanted to know if you were still in on it." "Still in on what Jack?" "Don't play stupid if you still want your 7 grand so desperately." "I'm not playing stupid dude tell me." "Never mind." "Man, you know I hate it when people do that." "DROP IT ZAYN!!" "Fine." He calmly walked away with a stupid smirk on his face. I seriously wanted to slap it off his goddamn face.

As I strolled through the halls I kept my head down hearing the whispers and scurrying of other students. I guess someone else decided to take my route as well because next thing you know, I literally collided with a girl, Ralefannaes?, Oh man, oh man, oh man, Act cool dude, act cool. "Sorry for my stupidity." What stupidity, now I felt stupid. I quickly wrote down my number on a sticky note that said "Text or call me ;) (754)235-9854" and replied "You're not stupid love, and I'm not as bad as people make me seem. You'll find out sooner or later." I sent her a warm smile in which she returned the favor, I walked closer to her and caressed her arm noticing her bracelets and sleeves giving way to her 24 cuts (12 on each arm) but I chose not to mention it because if people were to find out about me self-harming, I wouldn't like to talk about it. While I was making my motion she dived her head to the ground blushing, I mentally awwe'd in my head and decided to voice it out, "You look adorable when you blush Ralefannaes." She blushed even harder and before I can open my mouth the bell for 2nd period had already rung "See ya later Zayn." She said innocently, "Ditto." Ditto? Who the fuck says ditto?! I turned and walked to my art block. As I made my way ,rushing may I add, Jack came back(A/N: lool that rhymed) and bumped me again making me trip "STOP FUCKING WITH ME MAN!" What? "What the fuck are you talking about man?" "You know what, yeah you already know, you're a good actor man, go on Broadway." He said as his devilish smirk grew larger at every word. "Fuck off man I'm already late to my favorite class" "Alrighty then, bye Zack." I growled, I hated the nickname.

(SKIP 'TIL HE ENTERS ROOM)

I came in through the doors exhausted and sweating from the running. "I knew you were only tardy, come and take your seat Zayn." Mrs. Zeflaz said with a warm smile. I returned the favor replying "OK Mrs.Z." "Here's today's assignment; you need to sketch a human subject, someone who you love and is nearest to your heart, but, don't do french art alright?" Multiple boys and very few girls made dramatic complaints. "Anyways, don't be boring and just sketch them, make them pose at a lovely setting where only the most beautiful colors pop out like a forest or lake scenery." Just then the pesky bell rings "Class dismissed,and it is not due until 4 weeks are through!" I know who my human subject will be now, no hesitation....