14. Forgive Me
Zayn's been in an angry mood all day. But when I show him affection or just look at him,
he gives me a small smile and I can feel his mood start to change. Sadly, next period we didn't have together which meant I had to leave Zayn. "I'll see you later babe." He mumbles kissing my cheek softly then putting his hands in his pockets and walking away. I watch him leave and then I go to my next class. I look around the room and see Liam.
I smile and sit next to him. "Hey."
He says. "Hey.." I say sighing. "What's wrong?" He asks me.
"Zayn's just not in a great mood today, and it makes me not in a great mood either." I tell him.
"I'm sorry Lexa." He says giving me a smile.
The bell rings and we stop talking. I look at the clock, I have to be away from Zayn for a good hour. Louis walks in the room and takes a seat next to me,throwing his stuff on top of the desk.
He doesn't say anything to me kind of like he's hiding something. He puts his feet up on the desk and leans his head back.
"Mr. Tomlinson get your feet off the desk please." The teacher tells him. He lets out a groan and does what she asks.
I lean over and tap him on the shoulder. "Lou what's wrong?"
I ask. He starts to say something but than the teacher interrupts us. "Hanson and Tomlinson do I need to give you two a detention?" The teacher asks. "Sounds great Mrs. Ferguson!" Louis says looking over at me, a smirk on his lips. "Young man you need to knock it off with the attitude. Do you understand?" Louis widened his eyes. "No explain it again." He said to her sarcastically. I could see the teachers face starting to turn red. "You two both to the principals office right now!"
She shouts pointing to the both of us. Louis stands up slowly and stretches. "Today Mr. Tomlinson." She says crossing her arms and staring at him.
I get up and grab my stuff trying to hold a laugh in. Louis follows behind me. "I expected better out of you two." She yells as we walk out of the room. "Well you clearly don't know us then." I say back to her. As soon as she closes the door on us we both high five each other and start laughing.
"That just got us out of a really boring ass class." Louis says slinging his arm around my shoulder as we walk down the hall. We go to the office and I stop when I notice Zayn waiting to go see the principal.
"Zayn? Why are you here? What happened?"
I asked going over to him. I take hold of his hands and see bruises and blood all over them.
"After I dropped you off at your class I ran into Harry and he was being an ass and saying crap that I didn't like." He tells me. "And I kinda punched the asshole.." He explains. He looks over at Louis then back at me.
"Zayn what we're you thinking? You need to learn to just ignore Harry." I say tracing his bloody knuckles. "It's hard to.. you don't know what he said." He says looking down. "Well what did he-"
"Hanson and Tomlinson."
The principal calls from his office. "I'll be back." I tell Zayn. "So Mrs. Ferguson tells me you two disrupted her class."
The principals says as we enter his office. "I wouldn't say we disrupted her class." Louis says making quote marks. "Well what would you say you did exactly?" He asks Louis as he sits behind his overly large desk. "I would say we just made it more interesting." Louis says a grin on his face. "Mr. Tomlinson!"
The principal yells slamming his hands down on the desk. "This is not funny! I have heard from many of your teachers that you act like this on a daily basis!" Louis tries his hardest not to laugh and sits down in one of the chairs. "Well I'm sorry sir it's just my personality... It can't be helped." Louis says shrugging his shoulders. The principal stares at Louis in silence then his eyes travel to me. "And you Hanson. You have been sent to me many times this week as well."
"I'm sorry sir it's just my personality." I say quoting Louis. Louis starts laughing and slouches in his chair. "You two need some attitude adjustment.." The principal mumbles. "I'm going to have to give you both a week of detention so have fun with that. Now get out of here."
He ushers us out.
"And send Malik in."
He tells us as we leave.
"The principal wants you in there. But don't think we're done talking about this." I say pointing a finger at Zayn. I start walking away but Zayn grabs my arm. "What? I don't get a kiss or anything?" He asks pouting. "Fine." I say sighing than kissing his cheek. "That's better. Do I get a hug from my girlfriend? Or is that too much to ask for?"
He asks a small smile forming on his lips. I wrap my arms around his body and breathe in his scent.
I found myself less angry at him as I held him tight. He starts to pull away from me but I grab him again. "I never said I was done."
He laughs and kisses the top of my head. "I love you." He says.
I step back and look at him.
"Love you too. Now go in there."
I say pushing him in the office.
I walk to my locker and start grabbing my purse, phone, and books. I felt arms wrap around my waist and kisses pressed to my shoulder. I playfully elbow Zayn in the rib and keep getting stuff out of my locker.
"I'm still mad at you."
I mumble to him. He leans on the locker next to mine and stares at me. "I'm sorry babe. I really am. Now can you forgive me?"
He asks. I slam my locker and glare at him. "No." I say.
"You know you're cute when you're mad." He grins at me. "Thank you. And I'm still mad at you." I say smiling and messing up his hair. "Well what can I do to make you less mad at me?"
He asks trying to kiss me. I push him away and put my hands on my hips.
"You could tell me what happened?That wouldn't hurt." "Fine but not here.. at your house." He says.
It was mostly silence the car ride to my house. Zayn tried to talk to me but I replied with one word answers. We finally arrive to my house. Zayn starts to walk over to my side of the car to open my door, but I was already out before he could reach me.
"Oh I see how it is." He says. "Yeah you do." I say back.
When we go inside he takes me by surprise and roughly pushes me against the door. "Za-" I start to say. But I stop as he starts kissing me hard, as he did that I forgot all about the problems that we're going on. "Are you still mad at me?" He asks pulling away after a few minutes. "Yes." I say a grin on my face. He pushes me against the wall once more and his lips travel to my neck.
"I'm going to ask you again.
Are you still mad at me?"
He says between kisses.
"No." I barely manage to say. "That's exactly what I thought."
I start realizing what just happened. I hit him on the chest lightly. "I hate you so much right now." I laugh. "Awww and I hate you too." He says grabbing hold of my hips and leaving kisses on my neck,cheek, and lips. I had to use all of my strength to make him stop what he was doing.
"Can you please tell me what happened now?" He groans and runs a hand threw his hair.
"I already told you, the prick was saying shit that I didn't like so I hit him." He says. "But Zayn, you're not telling me what he said that made you hit him!" I say raising my voice and throwing my hands up in the air. I start walking into the living room but he grabs my wrist stopping me.
"Maybe I don't want you to fucking know what he said!
Did that ever cross your mind?"
He yells back getting in my face. Tears started forming in my eyes, but I wasn't going to let him see me cry. "What did he say that was so bad? Huh? I'm a fucking big girl Zayn! You don't have to hide things from me!" I say getting even more closer to him.
"I'm trying to protect you! That's all I'm fucking trying to do! Okay?!" He shouts pinning me against the wall and crashing his lips into mine. I could feel all of his emotions in the kiss.. anger, passion, sadness, and love.
He ends the kiss and stares at me. "I don't want us to fight about this.. I love you and I'm sorry if I scared you."
He whispers looking down.
I reach up for his cheek.
"Zayn please look at me.."
His brown eyes travel to my face. "You don't scare me..
I know all you're doing is protecting me and even though
I don't know what you're protecting me from I'm still thankful I have you." I say running a finger over the small stubble on his chin. He leans forward and presses kisses on my jawline.
"I love you so much." He tells me. He turns away from me bending down. "Jump on my back."
He says, I could see a small grin on his face. "What?" I say confused. "I said jump on my back." I do what he says and wrap my arms around his neck.
I peck his cheek and I hang on as he starts taking me up the stairs to my room. I laugh the whole way and he finally drops me onto my bed. He crawls on top of me and starts tickling my sides.
"Stop it Zayn." I giggle.
"Say I'm the sexiest boyfriend in the world and I will." He says continuing to tickle me.
"But if I did that I'd be lying."
I say with a completely serious face. Zayn stops tickling me and he looks at me like someone just died. "What?" He whines.
"You heard me." I say trying to keep myself from laughing.
"How can I prove that I am in fact the sexiest boyfriend in the world?" He asks. "I don't know you tell me, cause you clearly think you already are." I tell him. He thinks for a moment then he gets off of me and takes his shirt off. I stare at him and he gets back on top of me waiting for an answer. "Ugh fine you're the fucking sexiest boyfriend alive."
I say blushing. "I knew it."
He smirks at me. "And you're all mine." I add. "I am. Now come here." He says leaning in to kiss me.
I was going to say anything possible to make Lexa not find out what happened today.
As I was walking down the hallway I turned a corner and knocked into someone. "Sorry."
I mutter. I make eye contact with the person and see it was that Styles guy that was being a total ass to Lexa the other day. "You're Lexa's boyfriend aren't you?" He asks. I nod my head at him and start walking away but he steps in front of me.
I glare at him. "I suggest you move out the way before you regret it." I say. "I just wanted to tell you that she's great in bed if you didn't already know that."
He tells me with a smirk on his face. "What did you just fucking say?" I yell grabbing him by the shirt and lifting him up against the lockers. "You heard me. Michael told us all about it.
How he beat her and forced her to do things for him."
This angered me even more.
I dropped him from the shirt and crouched down to start punching him. "Dude get the fuck off of me!" He yells. People started crowding around us. I kept hitting him in the face. Someone grabbed onto me trying to pull me away.
"What would Lexa think?"
I immediately stopped and look up to see Louis standing there.
Lexa...If she saw...If she knew.