Blair

　　"Zayn." I called, looking over at him as he drove.


　　"Yeah?" He answered, glancing at me.

　　"Were you at my house last night?" I asked.

　　"Why?" His voice deep and emotionless.


　　"Were you?" I asked again.

　　"I was." He said.


　　"I knew it!" I yelled, smiling when I realized I wasn't dreaming.

　　"You left without a trace." I said, gazing off into space.

　　"Always." He said blankly just as he pulled into the parking lot.

　　"You're coming in today, right?" I asked as he parked.

　　"Want me to?" He questioned, leaning back in his seat.

　　"Yes." I answered quietly and he smirked faintly.

　　"Then I'm there." He said before getting out of the car and coming over to my side.

　　He opened the door for me, like usual, then offered his hand.

　　When I took it he closed the door and took my bag out of my hands.

　　He slung it over his shoulder and with his free hand, he grabbed mine, leading us inside.

　　All eyes were on us as we walked toward the building.

　　"Zayn, they're staring." I said, looking down as I attempted to hide my face.

　　"And?" He asked, letting go of my hand.

　　I was confused at first, until I felt his arm around my waist.

　　"Let them." He said blankly as we entered.

　　The blush on my cheeks stuck all the way to class.

　　As I sat down, Zayn put my bag on my chair and sat next to me.

　　He stared at me with his dark, hazy eyes and I turned to look at him.

　　We stared at eachother for a while, his cold eyes burning into mine and I looked away.

　　Soon class started and the teacher began speaking about an Assignment.

　　"You have to work with a partner. I'll let you pick. Only this once." Mrs. McGuigan said.

　　"Hmm, I wonder who I'll pick?" I asked, tapping my chin playfully.

　　Zayn smirked and leaned back before staring at me. Mischief dancing in his eyes.

　　"That hurts my heart." He says, rolling his eyes.

　　"Maybe I'll pick Jordan." I said, biting my lip to hold back my laugh.

　　"And maybe I'll kill him." Zayn replied seriously, his cold eyes scanning the room.

　　"Zayn, I'm kidding. Of course I'll pick you. Because I know you're secretly good at Chemistry" I said.

　　He raised an eyebrow and at me and leaned forward slowly.

　　"How?" He questioned lowly, his breath fanning my face and making the hairs on my neck stand up.

　　"Your test results." I stated, flashing him a smile.

　　He rolled his eyes and took my hand in his, playing with my bracelet.

　　"Where did you get this?" He asked, not looking at me.

　　"Dale." I replied, looking at him.

　　And then my strange addiction of touching people's hair kicked in.

　　"Zayn." I called and he looked up. I signaled for him to bring his head closer.

　　With a raised eyebrow, he did, leaning forward until his head was right in front of mine.

　　I reached up and slowly ran my hands through his hair.

　　He closed his eyes, holding each side of my waist as we faced eachother.

　　I kept playing with his hair. Running my fingers through it, twirling it, you name it.

　　This is so goddamn soft!

　　He just sat there, letting me.

　　"Mr. Ryder and Ms. Miller, if you would kindly refrain from lovemaking in my classroom, I'd appreciate it"

　　And for the second time that day, my cheeks were baking.

　　Zayn looked up at her, giving her the coldest stare she's probably ever seen.

　　His dark eyes stared at her, narrowing to slits.

　　Then she rose her hands in surrender and quickly looked away

　　"That's rude, Lucifer." I said and he looked at me, his eyes going back to normal

　　He leaned forward again, this time resting his head on my lap.

　　My cheeks heated up as eyes looked at us from around the room

　　"Keep doing that." He said, pointing to his hair

　　"Bossy, much?" I rolled my eyes, placing my hand back into his hair

　　"Only for you, Baby." He said, chuckling lowly.

　　Butterflies erupted in my stomach at that simple pet name

　　Pull your shit together, Blair

　　"What about your 'Bad Boy' reputation? Bad Boys don't whine." I stated.

　　"But the devil does." He replied, putting his face deeper into my leg.

　　I laughed softly, trying to pay attention to the teacher.

　　I kept playing with Zayn's hair and by the time I looked back down at him,

　　He was asleep.

　　I smiled, rubbing the back of his neck. Something Dale does to keep me asleep.

　　Class ended a while ago but I didn't want to wake Zayn.

　　The teacher left as well so it gave him more time to sleep.

　　I never stopped rubbing his neck and back, wanting him to stay asleep.

　　But he started stirring and soon, his head rose.

　　"Finally, you're awake." I said, giving him a smile.

　　"I was sleeping?" He said, his eyes swirling with shock.

　　"Mhm." I said, packing my books away

　　"I haven't slept in months." He stated, making my eyes widen.

　　"What?" I asked loudly, my mouth falling open.

　　Is that even possible?

　　He nodded, running his hand over his face before standing up.

　　He gave me his hand and when I took it, he pulled me up.

　　He wrapped his arms around my waist and to my suprise,

　　He smiled at me.

　　My heart sped up at the sight of it.

　　"You have a beautiful smile." I said and with that,

　　His smile disappeared.

　　Then his eyes dropped to my lips and instinctively, I licked them.

　　My eyes momentarily looked at his lips and his smile returned.

　　His eyes looked between my lips and my eyes and slowly, he started leaning down.

　　My heart was in my ass at this point as I stood there, not moving.

　　Then,

　　His lips touched mine.