Some scars that we have never grow (Zayn Malik)NEEDS EDITING

Zayn Malik

Chapter 2.

" Jazmine, wake up" Jules said as she pushed me a bit.

" No" I said and turned around. I was not in the mood for first day at school now.

" C'mon girl, we are already late......mom made pancakes?" 

" I'm up" I said as Jules laughed. Before I went to the kitchen I looked in the mirror. Damn I hated him for doing this to me. My long dark brown hair was a mess, and I looked really tired. Way to go.

" Good morning girls" Hannah, Jules mother said. When see saw me she almost dropped the plate with the pancakes.

" What happened Jazmine ! " She said. I looked down to the floor. I felt her eyes all over me.

" Mom? The pancakes?" Jules reminded her. She knew I was finding something to say.

" Oh right..." She said and put the plate on the table infront of us.

" I was on my bike, and fell on the ground" I said and laughed awkwardly.

"  Maybe you should see a doctor honey?" Hannah said. She looked worried.

" Mom ! Leave her alone now" Jules said and looked angry at her mom.

" It's okey, it doesn't hurt much" I said and smiled. We spent the rest of the breakfast time in silence. When we finished we went to Jules room. 

" Jules, you gotta help me" I said as I took some makeup and tried to hide some of the bad scars that were growing. Jules was a real friend, she helped me with the makeup and loand me her clothes. A pair of dark blue jeans and a black t-shirt. I brushed my hair and put it in a pony tail. She didn't look bad herself. She was wearing a skirt and a  striped henley  sweater. We walked to school, wich was about 20 minuets away, just so we could talk.

" What are you gonna do when you see Harry?" I asked Jules. Harry was a guy in school and Jules was crazy about him. Every girl were crazy about him. He had this most beautiful smile and his hair was amazing.  And his friends weren't bad either. They were always together. Harry, Liam, Niall and Louis. But they didn't hang out with everybody. And I didn't like them. They had their style, and that style I didn't like. And how everygirl were in love with them. Jeez, and they aren't even famous ! But still they are stalking them....

" I don't know, I want him so bad !" She said and shook her head and faked cried. I laughed at her.

" I think it's time to find someone new my friend, and get over that lovebird" I said and laughed. She smiled at me. 

" Here we are" Jules said as we walked on the school yard.  Me and Jules were probably the only girls that didn't talk with british accent in this school. We were American and proud of it. Born in America but lived in London. Nice. First period, math. Something I was alright in. Jules and I shared  every class together ! That was awesome! We sat down on the two seats in the back of the row. I was getting my books when I heard gasping in Jules. I looked up, there he was. Harry Styles. And I looked around and I swear to god every girl was looking at him with their jaw open. I rolled my eyes. 

" Hey Zayn" Harry said with his very british accent and his husky voice when he sat down right in front of us and patted on the seat right next to him. Wich was right infront of me. 

" He's right infront of me !!! " Jules whispered to me. But I wasn't listening. I was looking at the guy with the dark hair, tanned skin, and brown chocolate eyes. His eyes saw me and looked straight into mine. I could feel myself flush. His eyes went from me to his friend, Harry, who was waving at him. Before he sat down next to him he gave me one last look. He must be Zayn.