I was just ready to go to math class when Zayn steps in front of the door. I haven't seen him in a couple days and I'm truthfully not that disappointed.

"Can you move?" I quietly ask.

"C'mon babes." He smirks and guides me the other way.

"What?"

"You're skipping class. With me." Zayn orders.

I try to tug my arm from his grip, but he just holds harder. I sigh and give up. Great, he's making me skip class now? What are we even going to do? If he tries to kiss me, I will pull away.

We go to the locker hallway in silence. I hear the bell ring and know that I'm officially missing class. Thanks Zayn. Harry and Ella catch my eye, pissing me off more. Are they always gonna be together!? I'm about to ask Zayn if we can go somewhere else, but they come up to us.

Zayn and I stare at them as they stand in front of is.

"You're not saying anything." Ella shrugs, "oh well!"

She grabs Harry's neck and pulls him in for a kiss. My jaw drops. My eyes follow Harry's hands as they move to her waist. Zayn gives me a "wtf" look. WHO KISSES SOMEONE IN FRONT OF ANOTHER PERSON FOR NO REASON?

"What the fuck is wrong with you!?" I yell at Ella.

She pulls away slowly and makes sure to smile at Harry. I frown at Harry smiling back at her. His dark pink lips can't be Ella's. I want them to be mine just so she can't have them. The girl who made me cry multiple times doesn't deserve Harry overall.

"Have a problem?" Harry finally speaks up, surprising me.

"Wow....okay...um..yeah you.." I talk gibberish and wave my hands in front of me, "you know what. Zayn and I will be off."

"No you won't young lady." A older voice orders from behind me.

I whip my head around and don't know who the hell to expect. Thank God I didn't yell because its the principle. Is he busting harry? Did he see Harry and Ella kiss...awkward!

"Zayn Malik and Grace Ross.." Mr. Jones shakes his head and hands up a slip.

Detention: Skipping class for unexcused reasons.

"Detention on Wednesday, don't do it again. Ms. Brewer saw you two walk away." Mr. Jones continues.

My face is bright red. Everyone in the hall is staring at me. Well I guess Zayn too but I've never had a detention in my life! Were we that stupid?...the teacher saw us! You know what! This is Zayns fault!

"Stop staring like that!" I bark at Harry once the principle leaves. 

"Bad girl.." Harry winks.

I shove his shoulders and his eyes widen. I'm in a horrible mood, don't try me.

"Zayn, this is your damn fault. Thanks, really." I glare at Zayn and walk away quickly.

The rest of my day was boring I tell you. Maybe that's why my night was opposite of that. Zayn told me he'd meet me in front of the girls dorms before we have lights out. I'm assuming he's going to apologize. And you what, ill let him and say bye. I want to hear him admit it was his fault. Sorry I sound like a compete bitch. I had a rough day.

I get the text saying that he's here. I walk towards the entrance. I'm still wearing my uniform and mentally laugh at myself. If this was last week or so, I'd be dressing up just to talk to him for a couple minutes. Why do guys make us do such things?

"Hi Zayn, I only have a couple minutes so-"

"Shhhh! We only have a couple to get out. Lets go, babes.." Zayn whispers.

I don't even have time to let what he said sink in. He's already running down the girls dorm hallway and holding my hand. My feet automatically ran with him. Is he going to my room?! Someone else's!? What's going on?

"Do you see any teachers?" He asks.

I shake my head. Zayn shushes me again even though I didn't say anything. He pushes the back-door open quietly and practically tiptoes out. I remember doing this when Chelle and I....SHIT! We're sneaking out! I could kill this man....

"This is gonna be sick." Zayn smirks and adds, "lovely outfit."

I look down and blush. Maybe I should of changed out of my uniform. Hes wearing a varsity jacket and it looks amazing on him. Why am I acting so bipolar with Zayn? He seems so innocent and nice right now. Yet he just got me in trouble...he better apologize soon. I rip my hand away from his, just to show I'm not letting him control me.

I don't know what else to do but stay with him. If I go in now...the teachers will be making sure lights are out and spot me. Is Chelle wondering where I am? Would she know I'm with Zayn? I'm shutting up now.

Zayn and I continue to walk in the dark. It's so freezing. He looks at me and tries to put his arm on my shoulder. I back away.

"God, fine." He mumbles and puts his varsity jacket on me instead.

I'll admit it, I'm beaming to be able to wear this. Plus I'm much more warm now. I hear muffled laughter in the distance. We go behind a bleacher just how I did the first time I snuck out. I can tell this is only populars though. I immediately spot Mallory, Brody, Zoe, and some other people I've talked to in the last couple days. The rest of the many people look..older.

There's music, of course. Dancing, of course. And snogging. Great all the things I don't wanna involve Zayn with. I'm not going to go talk to Mallory or someone though. I'm screwed. I keep getting self conscious wearing my uniform. I look like a loser. I hike my skirt up a bit. Oh gosh.

My eyes widen as i see Harry, Ella, and Carson laughing loudly. Carson? I haven't seen him in a while. I just know I'm gonna ignore them. I wish they would leave. Zayn leads me to the regular group, with Mal, and sits down.

"What are you wearing?" Mallory laughs and tosses Zayn a beer.

I gulp at the fact Zayn accepts the bottle. But Mallory has no right to make fun of me. Everyone laughs and Zayn flicks them off.

"At least she isn't wearing your outfit." Zoe bursts out in hysterics.

I giggle and pull the sleeves of Zayn's jacket all the way down. I always do that with my jackets.

I end up just observing everything happening. People dancing drunk. Zayn and the others drinking bottle after bottle. Zoe going up to random guys and kissing them. This is actually freaking me out.

"WE ARE THE CRAZY PEOPLE!" Mallory sings along to Ke$ha's song.

She stands in the middle of our circle and dances, making sure to shake her hips. I roll my eyes at Zayn staring at her ass. This is all nasty. They're drunk too. I'm sure. I stood up hoping no one will notice and walk away.

Someone catches my hand and I expect Zayn.

"Didn't know you'd be here." Carson yells hyperly.

"Yeah." I shrug.

"Harry's going insane with Ella." He points somewhere.

I just nod and don't even dare to look. I don't want to see that. A pair of arms wrap around my waist. I shiver when Zayns breath is on my neck.

"Stay with me, babes."

Carson raises an eyebrow and walks off. Then Zayn pushes me to the small crowd of people dancing. The song has a great beat with the bass loud. Maybe if I dance I can have fun. I put my hands in the air and jump around.

I'm trying to make myself have fun but it's not working. When I expect Zayn to be there dancing with me... I see he's grinding up on some other girl. I put my hand on my hip and scoff. "Douche." I mumble.

My feet start moving and not sure where I'm going. i just walk away from this mess. All it is-is trouble. I notice Carson watching me walk away. Why do I feel like he wouldn't be here?

Once I think I get far enough away, I hear the dreaded...

"BABES!"

I grit my teeth and walk quicker. Too bad I can hear his feet pattering right behind me. Before he can yell babes again.. I yell at him.

"ZAYN, IM NOT YOUR 'BABES'!  STOP CALLING ME THAT!"

"But you are my babes..babes." He frowns and starts laughing.

I grow nervous when he corners me. My back presses against the ticket-booth for the football field. This is the last place I want to be with Zayn. Alone and far from everyone.

"I hate that skirt on you. I want it off." Zayn says and his eyes glue to my body.

Get the hell away from me. That's all I want to say, but I can't. I can't get any words out. I'm too scared. I hate Zayn. I would replace him with anyone else right now.

I shriek when he sandwiches me onto the ticket-booth. No, no, no.

"You're such a tool. I should of listened to everyone else." I mumble.

"What the fuck? I like you Grace, so you have to like me back." He growls.

He dips his head into my neck, placing sloppy kisses there. I squirm when he sucks on the skin. I do not feel safe with him! I want him off! He's too controlling! I put my hands on his chest, trying to push him back. He takes my hands instead and holds them against the wall.

Zayn tries to kiss me but that doesn't work well. I don't respond at all and stay frozen.

"Babes." He groans.

I cringe at the name. Then he pushes his waist against mine. He's drunk, he's drunk, he drunk. Should I if just stayed back there? Was it worse coming here alone... Not like Zayn wouldn't of found me. I'm panicking though. When will he stop this? When I thought he couldn't do worse, he did.

I start shaking as he creeps his hands up my skirt. No, no, no. His hand gets to my knickers and my hearts beating faster than ever. Tears prick my eyes because I want my Irish boy back.

"Niall..Nialler I need you!" I start to cry.

I know he won't come though. In fact, I know no one will come. I don't know much about the nasty things people do to each other. But I'm not stupid, Zayns going to try to finger me. I can't let that happen. I hate him. I don't want a guy doing that to me. And it's all wrong. I shouldn't even be out here.

"Stop whining about Niall." He mumbles.

With all my strength I rip out of his grip. I bring my knee up and hit him in the crotch. Zayn stumbles back and I take deep breaths. He's off me...

"Find another girl to mess with! I hate you!" I cry and throw his jacket back at him.

Quickly, i sprint the other way. I can't believe this just happened to me. I never thought it'd be this scary, but it sure as hell was. My whole body is still shaking and I just want to sob my eyes out. My feet push harder. Shit, I have to pass the damn party.

I run so quickly through I don't notice anyone talking to me if they were. Who wouldn't notice a sobbing girl sprinting through the crowd? Drunk people.

The school is in my sight and I still haven't stopped running. I don't care if I get into trouble at the moment. I just want to be away from Zayn and his damn friends. I'm done with them. I wish I never met Zayn. He wouldn't of came in the way of everyone..everything.

The door doesn't beep or make a sound as I quietly open it. I rush down the hall to find my dorm. You don't understand how tempted I am to run to Nialls dorm. He seems so safe and protecting. I just wouldn't be able to take it if he rejected me.

Chelle is fast asleep and I'm jealous of her. It's 1 am. I regret letting Zayn taking me out there...so much. He's disgusting. I rip off my clothes and change into comfy ones. I bet this will be the drama of tomorrow. I don't want tomorrow to come then.

I lay, uncomfortable, in bed for a good thirty minutes. My phone buzzes and I groan at the fact it could be Zayn. Babes, babes, babes. Just stop!

The name looks foreign to me on the screen. I have to read his name multiple times to believe it. Niall texted me. My heart fluttered and felt like bursting. He's up at 1:30? Just like me? Why? I grew too Impatient and had to open the text.

"Did he touch you ? -N"

I put my hand over my mouth in shock. He knows...? Who else would be be talking about. I tried to let his message sink in before I replied. I'm scared to reply though...will he ever text back again? What if ill be disappointed. I smile at his text, just because he sent it.

"No... I'm scared. -G"

I chew on my lip nervously waiting for an answer. My reply took about ten minutes though. My heart is still beating fast from everything and Niall's text. I need to sleep...and to relax...I'm really tired now...sleeppp.... Buzz!

My eyes dart open and I rub them. Niall! He sent something back.

"Go to bed ! Ur gunna b alright ! I promise ! Goodnight (: -N"

I smile widely, but a yawn takes over. My fingers try to type but I fall sleep before I can send.

"I miss you so much, goodni....

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 Author's Note: Wow.  Zayn is a obviously nothing like Zayn in real life...sorry:/ Love you Zen! :* THE SONG ON THE SIDEBAR IS AN AMAZING SONG AND PER-FECT FOR THIS CHAPTER! SO LISTEN!  hope u liked that action!!! Is Harry still there?  Will Zayn be done?  How does Niall know?  ILYSM MY LOVELY NUGGETS

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