Unexpected Love

My name is Katerina Williams , Kat for short. I moved to London after finishing high school in Bradford. High school was the worst for me because of Zayn Malik. He made it in his best interest to make me miserable. It wasn't always like that though but now.. I have no doubt in my mind that we both hate each other. I thought my luck would change when I moved to "England Arts School," but does it really?
I received the only scholarship to the pleasant-looking college from my music teacher and today is the day I start.Here goes nothing. A fresh start of a new school life.

**Imagine that this was before they got really famous, just after What Makes You Beautiful was uploaded to Youtube and Vevo and before the tour. **

A big thank you to the writer of "Truly, Madly, Deeply" ( I think her username was Harryscoathanger.. cool name by the way) You're book gave me inspiration for this one :)


9. Over Again

Kat's P.O.V
-Next morning/ the next day from the Truce-
Waking up to the smell of food is the best and right now I smell eggs and bacon. I look to the side with my eyes barely open but I could clearly see Zayn was out of bed. The shower was running and I decided to get up and start to eat but to my surprise Harry was there cooking food and Niall eating and talking at the same time.
"Uh- Hey.. guys." I awkwardly interrupt, still in my pjs with my annoying morning voice.
"Haha, hey Kat!" Niall smiles.
"Hungry?" Harry asks and pours the food he's been cooking to a plate on the side of the stove.
"Yeah, starving actually. Not to be rude but why are you guys here?" I question.
"Oh umm, we promise Zayn that we would come around as often as possible. Louis and Liam will be joining us after they get ready."
"Okay, that's fine, I suppose." I reasoned and took a bite off my spoon.
"Good?" Harry  asks, as if knowing the answer already.
"Great!" I say covering my mouth.
"Harry, Niall." I hear someone say before walking in... with a towel around their waist... Zayn.
"Oh- what, Zayn!" I scoff, choking on a piece of bacon and covering my eyes.
"Woops, Kat. Sorry." he apologises and scurries off to probably get some clothes.
Everyone laughs and carries on talking like nothing happened, I join in with the boys talking once in a while between chewing food then I had to get dressed.

~*~ After all the classes have finished ~*~
I walk into the room by myself after finishing Art, I got a little bit of paint on a my blouse which was easy to get out with some stain remover I bought. Zayn was sitting on his bed as if he was waiting for someone.
"Who ya waiting for Malik?" I question.
"You." He smirks.
"Don't you smirk Mister." I laugh and so does he.
"Well, I just wanted to catch up now that we're on a truce and everything is even I just want to talk about.. everything... not in a girly gay way but because I just want to try to understand your side."  He seemed so concerned. 
"Oh okay... Well ask away but I don't know if I can trust you yet so maybe I'll ask you the questions first." I say realising I was still in the door way and rushed to get a spare shirt before the stain is too deep, "I just gotta fix up this shirt but we can talk while I'm cleaning it." I smile.

As Zayn fired questions at me I decided to go into a mental journal, thinking to myself about things. Dear awesome head of mine, I am glad that Zayn and I can be friends again but I can't help think there is an ulterior motive. I can't trust him, not now, not yet. I want to though, I want things to go back to how it is but he is probably going to be world-wide famous in a couple years and forget about me anyway so- 
"Kat, Kat, KAT!?" Zayn interrupts, pulling me out of my thoughts.
"You were saying?" I insisted he go on.
"What made you.. hate me?" He really seemed hurt talking about it, like it brought back memories.
"Well... to be honest, when you had started to ignore me, it was around the time I started to develop feelings for you but I did not want to ruin our friendship.That ended up being ruined because you ignored me. Why is that though? Why would you do that?" I slightly yell through the bathroom, still cleaning my shirt.
"You did? Well, I ignored you because I started to like you too but some mates told me to stay away and maybe I could get over you that way.. and when that didn't work they told me to get my mind off you by kissing girls. Stupid, I know but I was a teen then." He regretfully says.
"You.. liked.. me? But you basically bullied me the last two or three years of high school!" my voice was raising and I didn't want it to.
"Sorry about that, I truly and deeply am. Some guys were making fun of you crying one day and I went with it. I didn't mean all the things I did, I swear." Zayn tries to smile making the room have a better atmosphere.
"I cried because.. you were kissing.. that.. argh! That girl that I would talk to you about.. the girl that I didn't like at all." I said in between thoughts running through my mind trying to butt in.
"Well atleast the nickname 'Bradford Bad Boy' really suited you then. But wait... when Mr Wadderbol was talking to me in class you said that I was terrible. Why?" I really needed to know this, maybe he's just been making it up the whole time.
"Haha, Bradford Bad Boy, don't go telling the lads that, they will really kill me with that name. And about that, I.. I guess I was still mad at you kissing my best friend... or close friend actually." Zayn springs the conversation back to the whole drama being my fault.
"That was because I thought you'd get you jealous so you'd talk to me again, I guess- no wait- I know I shouldn't have done that I regret every bit of it." By now I was sitting on his other half of the bed and was facing him.
"You really have gone stunning." Zayn playfully changes the subject.
"Ha thanks? Don't look to bad yourself Jawaad."

Zayn's P.O.V
She just called me Jawaad, no one was ever allowed to call me that except her when we were friends. Does that mean she considers me to be a good enough friend yet?
"You just called me Jawaad!" I smile widely.
"Did I? Sorry." She apologises.
"No, it's just you used to call me that because no one else did and you wanted it to be just a you and me thing," I say reminiscing over the good ol' days.
"Haha, we'll see how things go." Kat said doing a devious smile. 


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