Harry: good morning!
Harry: helloooo?
Harry: are you still asleep ?
Harry: I'm waiting
Harry: take your lovely time
Harry: its 7am if you don't wake up you'll be late for school
Harry: actually...where do you go to school ?
Harry: Last time I went to look for you, in Richards high school. Nobody recognized you when I described them how you look like.
Harry: were you lying to me ?
Harry: I won't get mad, I mean I get it. You don't trust me cuz you don't know me...
Zayn stared at the screen of his phone biting his bottom lip. Should he answer him back? He lied for a good reason. He didn't want Harry Styles to find out he actually goes to his high school.
He's a loser, unwanted loser. Worthless loser. Harry styles would beat the shit out of him, if he found out he wasn't actually 'Zeddie' that he was actually the 'loser' of his school.
He had problems, Harry asked what school did he actually go too, Niall will probably be pissed because Zayn beat the shit out of him.
Zayn sighed loudly, tugging on his hair in frustration.
He created all these fucking problems, by just wanting to talk to his crush, without him actually to finding out that he's the contagious nerd roaming around the library's.
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Messaging the popular student | z .s |
FanfictionHarry Styles wouldn't take being labeled as "Popular" too far would he? Oh, but he would, and he does. "Who would they believe? A loser like you, or someone that's actually relevant like me?" Zayn Malik messages Mr. Popular. All rights reserved...
