This is the story of how i was reunited with one of my old time best friends Zayn Malik. You see we use to be best friends when he lived in Bradford, but then he Auditioned for the X-Factor, and became all famous, and forgot all about me. The truth is, i never really got over him. He used to be my best friend. I had his back and he had mine. Then one day he left and never said goodbye. I keep telling myself he isnt worth my tears, but it doesnt work. I dont know how many times i've cried over that boy, and he proably doesnt even remember me. What am i saying, of course he doesnt remember me, otherwise he would have called or texted me. It's not like i changed my number. Or is he too busy to call up the one friend who supported him through everything.

But anyway,one day i was sitting in math class when the door opened to reveal none other than the principal and Zayn Malik himself.The principal introduced Zayn to the class although i pretty sure everyone already knew who he was. I mean who wouldnt? He's an international rockstar. Then the principal went to talk to the teacher. After that he left the room without another word, leaving Zayn standing there looking very uncomfortable. But then again who wouldnt if they had just about a dozen girls staring and gawking at them? Luckly for me i wasnt one of them. Why would i be? Zayn was my best- correction ex-best friend, i would never gawk over him. Never have, never will. Even if he is a famous rock star. After the teacher was done with what ever she was doing on the computer, she walked up to Zayn and introduced herself to Zayn, then showed him to his seat. Which happened to be right next to me. Why? Why must he sit right there? Just when i was getting over him he had to come back and break me back down. And i hadnt even said a word to him. The stuff this guy puts me through. Then Mrs. Amber said something to me that pulled me out of my thoughts and into exact toture. "Abby i would like you to show Zayn around today since you have all the same classes." Great. Just great. I was going to have to suffer all day and for the rest of the year because he had to be in all my classes and i had to be the one to show him around. Great. When the teacher finally went back to her desk Zayn turned to me and said "hi i'm Zayn" giving me that smile that hadnt changed a bit since i last saw him. And it just went downhill from there.