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It was not that I was a dumb person.Lets just say that I had more of a bend towards languages. I glared at the problem on my perfectly lined math notebook as if vision was enough to solve its ever frustrating mysterious air.
My hand moved over the soft wooden desk already clustered with my fat boring books, trying to seek out the one thing that would make math a bit bearable for me. Suddently another hand stopped mine and I looked up to see Annie, my best friend. She was looking down at me with that knowing look of hers, ready as hell to tell me off. I looked right back at her, trying out the infamous pout.
"No music during math hun..You know that's why you seem to loose marks every time"
"Hey don't blame music..Its the elixir of life haven't you heard?"
The freaky accent.
I looked down at the math problem again all efforts at pouting left halfway.Doesnt matter anyway.Zayn was here and that would be enough to distract Annie. I snatched the ipod that my fingers once searched for and switched it on in an only semi-conscious effort to somehow zone out from the conversation that had started between Annie and Zayn.
I am me.I am in 9th grade.Im in my classroom during recess cause I need to work more on math.Annie is my best friend.She is the one who is kind enough to stay back with me during recess, claiming that the sun is too hot for her to handle, though I knew her like an open book and knew she just wanted to give me some company. But Annie is also the one who seemed to have become the best friend of Zayn Malik.
I didn't have anything against Zayn or Zaynie as Annie called him. He was the just the flower in the flower vase for me.Uh..didn't get me? There are some people..or things for that matter whom you don't really mean to notice but end up noticing anyway.Due to their fragrance..beauty..? I Don't know. Zayn was goodlooking I guess..The girls did have a lot to say about him and I often found myself in locker rooms where he was the hot topic for discussion. But unlike other guys who had found popularity or plain 'hotness' as a merit Zayn backed out from the spotlight.Always.
People called him a badboy.He was not.He just didnt talk that much.How did i know? I dont know.It was definitely a weird opinion from someone who has not even talked to him other than once while passing a ball to him in PE.And that was just one word."Catch".
He had been in the same class as me for god knows how long but I have never found him approachable enough for a conversation.It was not that he was hostile..he had a calm and serene vibe to him alright..it was just that he was different from the others. The guy who knew how to play guitar but never tried electric because he thinks it ruins the beauty of guitar itslef. It shouldn't be loud..it should be soothing.
I cant blame Annie for being friends with him.He was a cool guy.They hooked up on facebook it seems..he had a lotta family problems messing up his head and she had always been the perfect, patient listener. He must have felt wonderful confiding in her, knowing that someone out there would be praying for him.
It always made me sad to think that he appreciated the littlest of things which we often took for granted.
And luckily, he got over those problems.And now he follows Annie around like a puppy. Not in the sick romantic way like the kids in the class tease or even accuse her. No..no im not joking here. Trust me, I would have teased her if I thought they were right but there was something different about the way he treated her.It was as if she was his angel.You could see that from the way he looked at her. And yes, I did think Annie was lucky to have someone who thought of her like that.Anyone would no matter how tough they were.
Even now I remember smacking myself in the head for thinking so much about him and trying to concentrate on math or even the thudding music that I had imposed upon my ears. But all I could hear at that moment was another voice..slower and more soothing ..a song had started. It was beautiful..encased in perfection.
I took the earphones off to hear more clearly..see more clearly. Zayn had positioned himself on a desk opposite to mine, a guitar placed in his hands. He was strumming it as if it was the most easiest thing for him to do in the world and smiling up at Annie while singing.
"Everyone's gathering around the fire
Chestnuts roasting like a hot July
I should be chillin' with my folks, I know
But I'mma be under the mistletoe
Word on the street's Santa's comin' tonight,
Reindeer's flying through the sky so high
I should be making a list, I know
But I'mma be under the mistletoe"
I stared, transfixed at the sight in front of me, feeling nothing. I did feel nothing. I just heard the song. Annie was bobbing her head along with the music and Zayn was singing for her, obviously delighted at the fact that he made Annie happy.
Maybe it was the staring that tipped him off but right then his eyes darted over to me. I was gazing at his lips then but somehow I looked up at the same time, swift enough to catch his action. Had his eyes always been this intense? They seemed darker.They had this liquid sheen to them like mercury.They still do.Yet at that moment they remind me of a fishbowl. Yes, a spherical aquarium.I was naive.
His eyes never left mine as he continued. I was feeling the room become colder and my nails were creating impressions on my palm.The eye contact was unbearable.How the hell was Annie still breathing?
"With you, shawty with you
With you, shawty with.."
It was only then that I registered the fact. Shawty? That was so..
Both of them looked up at me..surprised. Zayn just looked clueless at the outburst from a classmate who was never really classmatey to him and Annie..well she looked a bit scared at what I might say.
I bit my lip then not sure what I ws going to say..the fact that he was just singing that..
"You couldn't find any other song to sing you jerk?!..Atleast be original wont you?"
With that..i left Annie and Zayn in the room , staring at my retreating back. I didn't slam the door hard enough to make it close all the way.It was open enough to carry their goodbyes.
"She was just pissed off cause she was trying to concentrate on her math.." Annie trailed off trying to cheer Zayn up. She was going to kill me later for upsetting him..She thought he was frail.
I could hear the legs of the chair scratch against the ground as he moved it. My ipod shall forever be framed as his cool fingers had touched it then, trying to see what I had been listening too. Annie told me later that he had seen my most played song and turned pale..Justin beiber- Mistletoe.
But she didn't have to tell me for me to know as the way his voice cracked as he said goodbye to her was enough.
This wasn't the end of our story.And we both knew it.
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