The Only Exception

It's Zayn Malik before One Direction. Zayn and Lucy develop a relationship despite their popularity statuses. They love each other, but is it worth losing friends and family? Will their struggle to cope with outside forces end up in vain or will they have the happily ever after?


7. Small Talks

Zayn's P.O.V.


Lucy smiled at me this morning before school started. Somehow, that made everything so much better. Even though there was still the usual teasing and mocking, just remembering Lucy’s smile made it that much more manageable. Class after class flew by, except for fourth period, which was before fifth period, history, my only class with Lucy. It seemed to drone on and on, especially because I already sucked at math. Finally the bell rang and I raced for fifth period.

I didn’t know what to expect today. I sat in class waiting for Lucy to come in. It seemed ages until the bell rang again, indicating class was starting. Finally it rang, and I saw Lucy and her friends come in. She was smiling, as usual, and looked especially dazzling in her bright pink pants and a white long sleeve shirt. Her curls were gorgeous as usual, and it struck me that Mike was right.

Maybe I did like Lucy.

But I didn’t want to get my hopes up too high.

Lucy came to her desk and sat down, but not before smiling and waving at me again. I smiled, feeling on top of the world. I was surprised to notice Sheila’s empty seat. I now had a perfect view of Lucy from behind, although it was her smile I wanted to see. As happy as she made me, it still didn’t make history that much more interesting. I sat, uninterested, as the teacher moaned on and on about another English war. She suddenly stopped, and told us to start thinking about partners because we would be doing another project. I looked toward Jared’s seat and cursed in my mind. Ugh, why did he have to be absent today!

The teacher went through the directions for the project, but it only made me the dread the assignment even more. I had no idea who the hell I was going to end up with, and if I did, it was probably with the snarkiest kid in the class.

“Ok, partner up,” the teacher exclaimed. I remained in my seat, watching out for the last remaining person without a partner. I began to get nervous as it became clear that everybody would have a partner.

“Do you have a partner?” Lucy asked me as she sat in Sheila’s empty seat. I nearly had a heart attack as I saw Lucy sitting in front of me.

“I don’t think I’m going to get used to this,” I mumbled. Lucy laughed. It was the most I had spoken to her.

“I’ll take that as a no,” she said as she scooted the desk closer to mine. “Which war would you like to do?” she asked.

“Uhm…whichever interests you the most,” I said. She looked curiously at me while I tried not to be awestruck by her pretty green eyes.

“You have beautiful eyes,” she beamed. I chuckled. “I never noticed them before.”

“Apparently no one in this school has,” I said.

“What do you mean?” she asked, genuinely confused.

“I seem to be an outcast here, but outside, it’s a breath of fresh air. People aren’t as conceited or mean,” I revealed.

She nodded. “I know,” she said, and then looked down at her paper. “How about the War of 1812?” she wondered.

“Yeah, yeah, that sounds cool,” I agreed.

“You honestly don’t care, do you,” she pointed out. I shook my head. She giggled. “That’s fine, Zayn, but I’m not going to do all the work.”

I laughed, but this time my real laugh, not that phony crap I give people outside of my family. “I wasn’t counting on it.”

“What are you doing this weekend?” she asked.

“Nothing,” I replied quickly.

“Well now you do,” she smiled. “You seem so fascinating,” she continued. “I’ll tell you my secrets if you tell me yours.”

I nodded my head. “Sure, why not,” I grinned.

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