One Chance

Bre is incredibly excited about starting her Freshman year in High school. I mean with her dating the freshman quarter back and her 3 best friends by her side what could possibly go wrong? Bre's life has its normal ups and downs like any other teenagers but, when she has a strange encounter with one of the totally hot juniors her life spins around. She is introduced to super hottie Liam Payne who saves her in more ways then one could imagine, all she has to do is give him the chance.

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50. Priscilla 2

Priscillas P.O.V 

When he turned away from me I questioned if what I was doing was right. Was being with Lucas right? Was anything I was doing right? I wanted to run after Zayn, tell him I love him but something held me down. My feet were like lead and I couldn't move. It was like my mind was telling me to stay put but my heart was telling me to run after him and never look back. I knew I could catch up to him quickly after all I was the fastest runner on the softball team. I closed my eyes tightly and counted to thirty silently in my head. When I opened my eyes again he was gone. 

"What the hell was that all about," Lucas looked down at me with a very confused look on his face. 

"Nothing sorry," I mumbled and started walking ahead but he grabbed hold of my wrist. 

"Tell me," Lucas whispered as he held is green eyes on me. I was kind of surprised because I didn't expect this from him. I mean we had just started talking a few days ago and I would have never thought he would care when something bothered me.

"you want to know whats bothering me," I stuttered. Lucas locked his hand in mine.

"I care about you Priscilla," Lucas said with confidence in his voice. "Look I don't know what it is but its like I saw you and the world went away." "I just feel really strongly towards you even if we have only known each other for a short while. I could feel a tear start to drip out of my eye but I wiped it away quickly. It was nice to know someone cared. Well not just someone I had my family and Bre but it was nice to have a guy care about me again. It had been a long time since I was last in a relationship and I was happy to know that some guy felt strongly about me.

"Can we go," I said; my voice a little shaky. "My allergies are really getting to me," I lied, badly to try and hide the fact that he had touched my heart.  Lucas chuckled shyly and took my hand again. I liked the way it felt there this time. It was like this time it really did mean something. I sighed and held my chin up. I tried to brush my last picture of Zayn out of my head but it just wouldn't go away. It was like it was burned and embedded in my brain. Sadly, my last memory of Zayn wasn't the cocky smile or soft hazel eyes. No, my last vision of Zayn was of him being happy then upset and then kind of mad in the end. He probably thought I was someone else and thats why he smiled then he realized it was just me and his smile disappeared. I don't really understand how I could of made him mad but I guess I did. "I have to move on," I thought to myself. Like I said before, Zayn can have any girl he wants and obviously I'm not the girl he wants. So smile and look happy because you deserve to be. I silently pep talked myself all the way to my classroom. Lucas pecked me quickly on the cheek and hugged me goodbye. 

"See you at lunch," he whispered in my ear and then vanished. 

"Bye," I said to no one in particular. Great, Bre isn't even here for me to talk to because she went to the nurse. Oh well, I guess today is really going to be a day from hell. I took my seat and tried to think of anything that didn't remind me of him but it just didn't work, everything reminded me of him. I first started thinking of food and how I couldn't wait till lunch. Ugh, I bet Zayn likes food. Ohh I like ice cream. Crap, Zayn's hair looks like twisted ice cream in the front. I can't believe its march already my birthday will be soon and I mean it feels like it was just January. Shit, Zayn's birthday is in January. BY then everything just went to Zayn. I asked myself a zillion random questions that I never got to ask him. Whats Zayn's favorite color? Whats his favorite food? Does he like to read? Before I knew it the bell rang and I was left with a piece of paper full of questions I would never be able to ask him.  I walked through the rest of the school day the way a ghost wanders through dimensions.  

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