It was the last lesson. Music. I loved music but I hated performing in front of everyone. It was a small class and cause it was only fifteen of us the teacher just let us much about. Me and the others sat on the stage and just sang random songs. This was the perfect class except Zayn was in there.
I played the guitar while everyone sang. I could play almost every song. We also wrote a lot of songs. Write now we were writing a song called rejects.
Micky Ash Luke and cal could all play instruments and were a band. Micky and Luke played guitar caustic and electric. Cal played bass guitar and Ash played drums. Me and Niall just played guitar but Ni sang as well.
After class we all walked out but Zayn grabbed my wrist and pulled me back. It hurt when he grabbed my wrist I jut but my lip to keep all my tears in.
"Hey I thought we were gonna go to mine to work on our project?"
"I-I-I d-d-didn't t-th-think you'd wa-wanna b-be s-s-seen with m-m-m-me"
"I'm sorry about that I really am. Now should we go?"
"O-o-ok" why do I keep stuttering
"Hey no need to be scared I won't bite" he said and I nodded.
We walked out of school to his car. I was so scared about going to his place. I didn't know what to expect.
~skip the car ride~
I arrived at his house. It was massive. It looked really nice. It was in a posh community. He stopped the car and got out. He helped me out but I was able to walk a bit better now. My leg felt better.
He opened the door and I saw a marble floor a chandelier. It was stunning. So I wonder why is he like this. If he's been brought up in all of this.
"I'm gonna get some snacks" he said and I nodded
Then all of a sudden someone jumped through the window. He had a gun and pointed it at me.
"Where is he?" The guy said
"What's going on?" I heard Zayn shout and then he walked in.
The guy grabbed me and put his arm around my throat. He pointed the gun to my head. I was shaking with fear. Why was he here?
"Answer with the truth and do what I say and she won't get heard!" He spat at Zayn "where's my money?"
"I don't have it yet just give my till the end of the week ok"
"You said that last week!"
"I know but things are rough at the moment"
"Well if you don't give me the money now there gonna be evan rougher!"
"Ok hang on I've got most of it just give me till the end of next week and I'll have the rest"
"Well where is it Zayn?!"
"Upstairs hang on" and he ran upstairs. He came down with the money.
"I'll give you the last two hindered next week ok"
"Fine but if you don't have it she gets it understood"
He then throw me to the floor and I started to cry. It hurt so much. Then he left I felt Zayn touch my arm but i didn't move. I just lay there crying.
"I'm sorry you had to be involved in that"
"Take...me...home" I said still stuttering but between crying
"But what about our project?"
"Ok fine come on I'll take you home then"
We didn't talk the whole car ride. I looked out the window and cried. Why him? Why did I get partnered with him?
We arrived at mine. I got out the car and walked in my house. Then I saw all my family sitting in the living room talking oh great hit of sarcasm there