We've Got A Bit of Love/Hate

Tayler Moore is a normal, well if you consider an awkwardly built 6'0 tall blonde with blue eyes a normal girl. Tyler is still trying to figure out how to be comfortable in her own skin while juggling three sports at a time and keeping her grades at a B average. Of course when her Boarding School suddenly has to combine with the neighboring all-boys academy to become a co-ed school, she has another thing coming. On top of all of that, she has to deal with the pompous, vain jerk of a jock, Zayn Malik. And it just so happens, he has a hidden talent. One that both he and Tayler share.

Join Tayler and her Love/Hate filled life with Zayn and experience, bad dancing, amazing voices, sports, and a special someone. These two will endure a lot. And its all thanks to four other boys and four girls who help them along the way.

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14. Volleyball and Bitches

Tayler's POV

After school I grabbed my volleyball stuff and threw it on in the locker room, then headed into the gym.

"Hey coach!" I say and smile warmly.

"Aww how's my favorite middle?" coach K says. He's about 5'1 and doesn't look like he'd play volleyball. But believe me, this guy has HOPS. He's also around fifty three and he still has major energy.

"Good how about you?" I ask him.

"Good, you gonna help the freshman at tryout today?" he asks.

"If you want me to" I reply.

"Could you?" he asks.

"Sure thing" I reply. My friends from the team last year came in. Well at least some of them were my friends. The rest were snobs.

Vanessa and Audrey came over to me, Audrey reminded me of a Barbie, se had long light blonde hair that went to her waist and big bright blue eyes. She was almost as tall as I and she was pretty thin. Vanessa was a little bit shorter than Audrey, she had long blonde-brown wavy hair that had blue tips on the ends. Her eyes were a pretty pale green, and she was around 5'9 a little shorter than Audrey. They were both our teams outside hitters.

"I'm so excited for the season!!" Audrey practically screamed. She's a little air-headed.

"I missed everyone SO much!" Vanessa shouted.

"Well, almost everyone anyways" I mumbled and looked towards the other middle blocker, Lida.

She's a major bitch. As if se knew we were talking about her, she made her way over to us. She was almost as tall as me, though she says she's taller since she's jealous of my height. She was disgustingly skinny and pale like snow. She had little brown freckles all over her face and she had shoulder-length brown hair.

"Look what the wind blew in" she said glaring at me.

"Look what the cat dragged in" I snapped back at her.

"Well, they'll let anyone try out this year won't they" she sniffed, sticking her nose in the air.

"Lida, honey, I've been playing volleyball competitively since I was nine... And you? Oh yeah that's right, you started in eighth grade. Oh and also, you know I'm better than you, your just afraid to admit it." I say and smile triumphantly.

She stiffens, then stomps her foot and walks away from us.

"Oh god, now I feel like a terrible person" I mumble. Vanessa pays me I the back.

"Uhmm... Why is Mary here?" Audrey asks.

"Audrey, she's a setter" Vanessa says.

"No, she won't make the team, Macie and Kylie are awesome setters, there's no way" I say. Macie and I really clicked freshman year, and she's 'my setter' no one can seem to time my hits quite right. Especially our 1's.

Kylie was pretty decent too, but she was better at setting Lida than anything else.

"Okay ladies line up!" Coach shouted.

We went through the whole of try outs, and Mary was actually pretty decent, I hate to admit. Though even while we were playing volleyball she was coated with makeup.

We all sat with our legs crossed in a circle.

"Okay ladies, I'll post the team on a piece of paper outside of the gym, it'll be your number that you have one your thighs." he said.

I look down, my favorite number, number 23.

"Only ten girls make the team." he said.

"I'll call out names alphabetically and if you make the team, go into the weight room, if not, please excuse yourselves and go back to your dorms. I'm sorry to the girls that don't make the team, you were all great!" he finishes. Then he reads off the list.

After awhile he calls my name and as I stand up he smiles at me. I go outside an read the paper. On the top of the list, #23. Yeah buddy. I go to the weight room and look around at everyone.

Lida, Audrey, Vanessa, Mikaela. Tamsen, Paige, Lauren, and Macie were sitting in a circle. Sweet, same team as last year!!! Except we still have only nine girls in here.

"It's either Kylie or Mary who is going to make the team as our second setter." Macie says. She and Kylie were really close and she has a little bit of tears in her eyes. We all know who's going to make it. Kylie wasn't in it this year.

Suddenly the door handle jiggles. Everyone sits up and looks toward the door. In comes Mary. Shit.

"Congrats" Macie said, on the verge of tears. Mary smiles evilly and sits down, then turns on the charm when coach comes in.

"Congratulations ladies! I hope your happy with the team and our first practice is tomorrow, Mary, Tayler, will you please stay and help the freshman team with tryouts?" Coach asks. We glare at each other then nod our heads. All of the gels head out, and Mary and I go back into the gym. I see my sister tying her shoes on the bench.

"Hey dude" I say and sit down next to her.

"Lemme guess, you made it?" she asks an giggles. I nod my head.

"Hey this should be simple for you, in fact you can probably make JV." I say.

She nods her head. Of course she can. At age twelve she was already at my level when I was a freshman. She is a beast volleyball player. She plays outside and sometimes middle blocker.

"Ladies line up!" the freshman coach calls. I help for the whole of try outs and so does Mary. Though I kept hitting Mary with the ball on purpose when I was giving and example for a top spin serve. We fought a lot but tried to contain it for the sake of the volleyball team.

Riley ended up making JV like I said she would. The JV coach was super excited about that, the freshman coach, eh not so much. After the younger girls try outs I went and took a shower in the locker room, then put on a t-shirt and jean shorts.

As I make my way out of the locker room, I see Mary glaring at me.

She comes over and pushes me.

"Stay away from Zayn" she spits.

"Too late, he's already my boyfriend" I say smiling evilly.

She slaps me, making sure to curl her fingers, she leaves a few scratches on me cheek.

"Not so flawless now are we?" she asks. I take deep breaths and stand up.

"Your disgusting, and to save our volleyball team, I'm not going to start anything" I say and walk out.

That was REALLY hard to do. I wanted to hit her SO bad. But I didn't.

I went to my room and got dressed then Zayn called me.

"Did you make it?!" he asked excitedly.

"Duh" I giggled.

"Sweet!"

"Did you make basketball?!" I asked.

"Yup! Let's celebrate by doing homework in my room!" he said excitedly.

"oh god Zayn. You dweeb." I say.

He chuckles on the other line.

"30 minutes?" he asks.

"30 minutes" I reply. We both hang up and I grab my bag. I put on black jeans and a flowing loose creamy pink top. I curled my hair and put on gold eyeliner and a gold headband. I slipped on my gold strappy sandals and gold jewelry.

I swung my bag over my shoulder and grabbed my cell and keys, then headed out.

I got to Zayn's room and knocked in the door. It opened to reveal a very sexy Zayn Malik. His hair was tousled and he had on a white t-shirt and black running shorts.

"Hey" I sighed.

"Hello love" he replies and smiled.

He motions for me to come in and a plop down on his bed, then bring out my books.

We crack open our books and then start our math homework.

"Wanna start working one chemistry?" I ask Zayn.

"I've already got that covered" Zayn says and winks at me. I roll my eyes.

"You know what I mean" I say.

"Uhhhh homework..." he moans.

"It was your idea!" I shout at him. I get my chemistry book out of my bag. Something hits me in the head. I look up. A paper airplane sat in my lap. I held it up.

"Zayn... Really?" I ask. I crumple a piece of paper and throw it at him.

"Hey!" he protests. He grabs a pillow and chucks it at me.

"C'mere sunshine!!!" I shout. I grab the pillow and start wacking him with it. He grabs another pillow and hits me with it. We can't stop laughing, especially when my pillow explodes against the side of his head. Down feathers flew everywhere and made the room a mess.

"Uhm. We should clean up" Zayn says. I nod my head an we pick up all of the feathers and put them in a bag. I throw the bag at Zayn.

He stands there stiffly then smiles at me.

"What?" I ask him.

He walks over to me, then grabs my waist.

"Your so gorgeous" he says. I look up at him and smile. I bit my lip and he did the same.

"Thanks" I reply.

I stand on my toes and kiss him softly. He wraps his hands around my waist and kisses me back.

In moments, his shirt is on the floor and I'm straddling him on the bed. I run my fingers through his hair and he groans. He moves his hands to my shirt and unbuttons the front. I snipe into the kiss and then he nibbles my bottom lip. Our tongues explore each others mouths as he reaches for my jeans.

His hand hovers over the button and he pulls back, giving me a questionable look. I bite my lip and think for a second. I nod my head yes and crash my lips to his.

He quickly undoes my jeans and slides them off of my legs. I grab his shorts and take them off, then throw them to the side.

"What the fuck is going on?!" we hear.

I look up to see Niall standing in the doorway with balled fists and a clenched jaw.

My eyes widen and I throw myself off of the bed and slip my clothes on quickly.

"Zayn, what in the name of hell do you think you are doing with my sister?!" Niall hisses.

"I'm sorry I-" Niall cuts him off. He stomps over to the bed and throws him off of it, then walks to where I am and grabs me arm, dragging me out of the room.

"Niall... hell, NIALL!" I shout. He turns to face me, his face is red with fury. He throws me out the door and slams it. He stood outside with me and started rambling to himself.

"Niall SHUTUP!" I yell.

"I'm gonna kill him. I'm gonna punch him so hard" he says through clenched teeth. He turns away from me and reopens the door.

"Niall stop please" I plead. He grabs Zayn by the collar of his shirt, he had put on his clothes after we left. Niall slammed Zayn's back against the wall and his face was inches from his.

"My sister, you tried to fuck my sister?!" Niall shouted.

By now, his fingers were clenched around Zayn's neck, and his face was turning purplish.

"Niall please," I say, tears begin to fall from my eyes and my throat is raw "stop"

Niall seems to snap out of his sort of trance and e let's go of Zayn. I take one look at Niall and run away.
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