Walking through the hallway with lazy chants. When I finally saw the wide glass window viewing the football field from below, I hurried my steps not because I'm afraid of something but because I want to see Zayn. Oh, Zayn. The heartthrob hottie in this school and my biggest crush of all. The only football player that I've known in our school. Well, I just don't care of the names his playing with. There he is, seating beside his pal (I don't know his name). My smile got wider and wider as I saw him laugh.
But suddenly it became a sad smile when I saw him standing up, running towards the bleachers with an open arms inviting a girl to hug him.
"Darn!" I said as I close my eyes. After a couple of seconds, I open it to see if they break their hugs but it got worse than I thought. They were kissing. I punched the glass window the reason it creates small noise. I saw the guy beside him earlier, glancing at the window where I am standing. I saw him with a worried face and he saw me with a sad expression. Everyone knows me except for Zayn. I bet that guy knows me too that's why he's worried, I think.