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Chapter 4

I haven't felt worse in my life. Ever since the incident at the canteen, Zayn has being referred to as the 'food wearer', a line primarily started by Louis. Everyone thought it was "hilarious", and even as I made my way down to my locker each morning, a group of boys in the same year as I would cheer me on, labelling me as "the girl who split shit on Zayn". It was the beginning of a new week, surely that'd forget, I'd hoped. I'd have art this morning. Wonderful. It makes it even worse as I have to sit next to Zayn. Oh, God please don't be at school today Zayn, I thought. Harry joined me at my locker. "Heeya Jenny-poo", he said, wrapping his arms around me to form a hug. "Styles, didn't we have a deal about the name Jenny?", I said, releasing myself from the hug. "Ah yes", he said, "Yes yes I remember. I call you Jenny, you chop my curls off", he continued, grabbing my pencil case as he did. He extended his arm high into the air, waving my pencil case out of my reach. "Harrrrrrrry! I'm going to shoot you! Stealing my pencil case with my scissors doesn't mean I won't find another pair to chop your curls with!", I said playfully, trying to get my pencil case from him. "Oh, is that so", he said, raising his eyebrow. "Yeah well still! You're not getting it back", he continued, this time beginning to run whilst poking his tongue out at me. Such a little kid that Styles. I chased him around the locker area. Man, this kid was quick. Unfortunately, he'd managed to find Niall nearby, and 'before long, the two of them were throwing my pencil case to each other, only making it harder for me to get it back. They were approaching a dead end, the end of the locker area. As I closed in, I yelled "Alright you two, you've had your fun. Come on, can I have it back now?" I couldn't see them anymore. It's like they'd disappeared! Just then, two bodies jumped on top of me, from behind my back. I let out a scream before noticing who those two bodies were. "Stacks on Jenna!", Niall yelled, as he and Harry locked me into the ground. I started laughing. Those two were too much for one person to handle. They finally got off me. Thank God! "Hey Jen Jen!", Niall said happily, "Didn't see us there, now did you?", he ended with the same cheery tone. I was still laughing "No, no I didn't!", was all I managed to get out. "Okay, come on guys, the bell's rung, we better go off to class", Harry said, passing me my pencil case, before leaving me and Niall to ourselves. "Hey Nialler, what do you have now?", I asked. "Mathsssss", he responded, putting emphasis on the 's'. "Ewwwwy! Oh alright then, I'll see you at break then…" "What do you have then?", he asked. "Artsy fartsy", I answered. He chuckled. "Alrighty then. Don't spill any paint on Malik", he said, adding a wink at the end. Oh great. Not this again. I began a slow and steady walk to class. I did not want to face Zayn again. There was only one thing I was certain of. I had to apologise to him and not like the awkward time at the end of Chemistry, I actually had to do it this time. To make it up, in any way possible. For the rude speech I'd give him in the bathroom only a week earlier and for the spillage of food. I'd finally made it to the door. Here we go, I thought. The whole class was already there and as I entered, I had to explain my reasons to Miss Tamie for being late. By the end of it all, she laughed and extended her arm out, offering me a place to sit. It was only five minutes since I'd arrived and already I was thinking of ways in my head of how best to start the conversation with Zayn. It took me by surprise that he had actually started the conversation. "Hey Jenna", he said shyly, politely adding a smile at the end of the sentence. "Oh, um hi", I responded. Gosh I sounded awkward! There was a silence between us, and for that little time I gathered my thoughts and was going to prepare myself for a wholesome speech. By this time, the class had positioned themselves in different areas of the room, so I was granted a little more privacy with Zayn. "Umm, Zayn, listen", I began. "About what happened in the bathroom during Chemistry…", I was cut off. "Hey, don't worry about it", he said. "We all have those days, and plus it was wrong for me to tell you to go back to class, I knew you were just showing concern." Wow, he was so understanding. "But still, I'm really sorry for snapping at you like that. I honestly don't know what came over me. I-I just felt bad for you when all those people started laughing. And the comments that snot-head made towards you. What an idiot!" "No, no that's quite alright", he said, whilst I was looking down. He placed his hand on top of mine, gently brushing it with his fingers. "Really.", he said, causing me to look up, his smile was enough to take your breath away. Such a gentle soul. I couldn't understand why people constantly picked on him. Silence fell upon us, with Zayn still continuing to graze my hand with his soft and delicate fingers. I could feel my cheeks starting to burn up, his hand was so warm and his look so sincere. Oh wonderful, I'm blushing. I smiled up at him and then something made me remember about the canteen incident. Breaking the silence, I started "And um, about the thing that happened at the canteen. I-I'm really really sorry, not just for the food you went home with on you, but for the name calling that followed. I honestly didn't mean for it to happen, and then I just blotted off from you like a coward instead of staying to make sure you were alright. I'm just really, extremely sorry. I hope I can make it up for you somehow, Zayn." Gosh my speech sounded shocking! It sounded like a whole heap of random words being put together! Wow Jenna, you really did well on that one. Zayn let out a laugh. "You don't have to make it up silly! You didn't even need to apologise!", he said. "I get laughed upon every day, I'm pretty sure I'm used to it by now", he added, this time, looking down. Zayn was being bullied. I knew it. He took his hand off of mine, but I put my hand around his shoulder and whilst rubbing his back, said "If there's anything you need or any problem you have, just tell me and I'll be sure to listen. Okay?" He smiled. "Thank you Jenna", he said, before taking my hand in his and gently squeezing on it. We stayed like that for about five minutes. Not saying a word to each other. As the bell rung, Zayn's grip only tightened. I managed to release my hand from his tight grip, gathered my things, said a quick 'bye' to Zayn and walked out the door. Zayn left a little before me and I noticed that as Niall was waiting by the door, Zayn walked past him and accidentally bumped into him. "Watch where you're going food wearer", Niall blurted out. Zayn turned around, quickly apologised and scurried off. "Niall", I said, raising my voice. "What? The douche bag deserves it!", he stated. I hit him with my books, looked at him and with a stern voice said:

"He's not a douche bag, Niall."