Zayn wasn't at school for the next 2 days either. Harry had gone missing too. I left about 7 messages for Zayn and then finally gave up. Clearly he had more important things to do.
I woke up to the highly annoying sound of my alarm. My muscles heavily protested as I got out of bed and trudged to the bathroom. I turned the shower on. I had gotten used the the water suddenly turning cold, so I wasn't really surprised when a stream of ice cold water sprayed me. My mom has promised that she would get it fixed over the Christmas holidays. I got out and dressed casually since it was the last Friday before the winter break.
The house was eerily quiet. Mom had gone to work early. I poured myself a some milk in a bowl, warmed it up and added my favourite cereal in. I was taking my time eating it until it dawned on me that I don't have a car so I have to walk to school.
"Crap," I muttered. Dumping the rest of the cereal, I quickly grab my bag and phone and ran out of the house, stopping only to lock it. I slowed down as the school came into view. Glancing at my watch , I sighed in relief when I saw that I had about 10 minutes at least before the first bell rang.
Upon entering the large building, I went straight to my locker.
"Hey, Rylee!" Naomi was standing beside me.
"Hey," I replied with a smile. I didn't trust her. Even though she hadn't given me a reason not too. She was always helping me out, inviting me to sit with her.
"Last day of school, huh?" She chirped. "I'm pretty excited. My family is going to Florida! Can you believe it?! It's my first time leaving the UK! I'm so happy!" She rambled on. I didn't reply. Honestly, I should be nicer and at least congratulate her but I wasn't in the mood. I don't even think she noticed that I wasn't paying attention.
We entered the class just as the bell rang.
After a few minutes of the class settling down, Mr. Redding began the lesson. He pulled out a documentary on poetry. I rested my head on my arm and doodled on the corner of my notebook.
I was so into my drawing that I didn't notice Zayn coming into the class until he sat beside me.
I looked at him. He looked like crap. Like he hasn't slept for days. Bags were prominent under his eyes, his cheeks looked hollow and he looked pale. Yet somehow he looked devastatingly handsome at the same time.
Zayn smirked at me when he caught me staring. I opened my mouth to say something but then I remembered all the messages I had left him, begging him to text me if nothing else. At least so I know he's alive. I snapped my head around and focused on the film running on the screen in front of me. I did my best to not look at Zayn. Even when he nudged my arm.
"Rylee?" He whispered and my heart broke. His voice sounded so desperate and broken. Thankfully the bell rang cutting of anything else he was going to say.
I quickly exited the class and ran to my next one. I felt the same way I had on my second day.
Dreading each tick of the clock because I knew it was getting closer to lunch and I would have to face him.

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