Fake Love

Miley's P.O.V

My breathing stopped as I stared into his caramel eyes. His hands were still locked onto my cheeks. This all just felt too surreal. My hands feel numb as they lay on his muscular chest - feeling his uneven heartbeat radiating from his thick top.

Millions of thoughts rushed through my mind at that moment. Un-answered questions. Like, why me? Why here? Does he feel anything? Did the kiss mean anything? Or am I just a toy?

A smirk was held upon his lips, those perfect pink subtle lips from 2 seconds ago was making perfect contact with mine. The way his lips tasted. Alcohol and weed. But of course how do I know what both taste like..?

I'm not innocent nor stupid. I've tried it a couple of times. I usually smoke cigarettes, but I'm not addicted. Only when I'm empty I feel the need to blow some smoke.

My hands went from his shirt to his tattoed arms. It was all so beautiful, my fingers traced along each lines of the tattoos. He was almost near perfect. If it wasn't for the rumours and Danielle annoying the fuck out of me, I would be totally fine.

But there is also that one thing I despise the most, my past. La. It was all horrendous and I don't want to ever go through all of that shit again.

"Sorry. I gotta go." I coughed out, feeling suddenly uncomfortable. I ran out from the room where we had just made out. And now I'm storming off to god knows where. I heard footsteps behind me, knowing that it was Zayn most probably going after me and asking what did he do wrong. But I just think I need to get away from my imagination, and jump back into reality.

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"Everybody pair up." Mr.Shum announed to the class.

As soon as he said that everybody started pairing whilst I was here. Not bothered with school or education. The only things that was bothering me or it was the main thing bothering me at the moment. Was that damn boy. Zayn.

There's something about him that is riveting, I'm not sure but there is something that just pushes me further towards him. We haven't even met properly and he has already stolen a kiss. Since everything that has happened with me, I have never allowed somebody to have such an effect on me, in such a small amount of time.

Or maybe, I'm being a bit paranoid.

But what if I'm not? What if I'm actually having feelings for him? But I don't even know him, so that must be impossible. "Miss Smith,as everyone has paired up," The teacher spoke as I looked around to see everyone talking to each other, most probably about the work or an update on their lives.

Danielle was already eating Liam's face, gosh when will she ever stop scrubbing it in people's face that she has a boyfriend and I don't. I don't need one anyways, so fuck her.

"Would you mind on working with Eric?" And there he was holding back his glasses, with is goofy smile that could light up satan's day. I nodded my head in respsonce, I would have no problem working with him at all, he's so calm and I love talking to him.

"Well then class, I will now hand out a sheet for your project due on Monday. So make sure you work extra hard on it during the weekend."

"Hello Miley.Thank you for agreeinng on working with me, I don't really feel comfortable working with that Harry guy."

Harry? That seems like such an english name. "Who the hell is Harry?" I then reverted my attention to the boy witht eh mop of curls being pushed by a navy blue bandana, whom was creeply staring right straight at me. I turned around shuffling into my seat.

There was something about that boy that sent me chills. And not the good kind.

"So.. the project is to create a poster with drawings and quotes describing your life.. My life is quite boring, so shall we do yours?" Eric asked focusing on the paper that was just given to him.

Not really comfortable with this idea. Actually this is one of the stupidests projects I have been ever handed. Why would somebody want to draw their life or put quotes? I find school stupid at times.

"Yeah, whatever." I shrugged.

My life is not boring but it's frightening.

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I got up from my seat, noticing Danielle from afar, I wasn't in the mood for her bullshit, but I wasn't in the mood of being alone with million of eyes onto me.

I walked towards Liam and Danielle, not saying a word but giving them a shy smile. For now, I had just gotten a tuna sandwhich, not really having the appetite for anything more or anthing less.

After a good ten minutes of pure silence, but only sounds of birds chrirping , Danielle decided tostart a conversation with Zayn's name being mentioned.

"So are you and Zayn a thing now?"

"No. I've told you before, I'm not having a thing for anyobody at the moment." I told her eyeing her every move, to show how intimite this conversation was getting.

"I wouldn't be too sure about that."

"Why would you say that?"

"Don't act stupid Miley! It's obvious you're falling for Zayn, I have already warned you about him but you continue on his tracks."

"What the fuck are you talking about?! I'm not falling for him, I barely talk to him."

"That's not what I heard this morning, when he dragged you to the closet to 'talk', you two decided to spice it up a bit didn't you? Don't tell me you don't like him because you will be lying to me Miley!" She said getting up from her soft corner.

"I'm done with your overprotective shit Danielle! You've been acting strange since Zayn even appeared here. I don't need nobody to tell me if I'm falling or not cos, I'm sure as hell you know I'm not the type of person to fall just like that." I said clicking my fingers emphasizing the word 'that'.

I couldn't handle Danielle anymore, or her fake attitudes towards me since I got here. It has been driving me insane. The amount of times I felt like throwing a punch to her but I never did because that's the good friend I really am. I know how to control my anger and physical emotions.

"If you're done with my shit why don't you leave?"

"Because, a best friend I once had in LA had told me she would ride or die with me. So here I am." I said throwing my arms up in the air.

As soon as I was about to attack her back with some hurtful words already planned out in my head, I felt a smooth pair of fingers intwine itself with mine. I was tooken back for a second, but as I looked down at the tanned hands I couldn't resist, I didn't try and bother on fighting back, just having his warm hands with mine made me feel alive.

"Is this not proof enough to see that you are falling for a monster?!" She raised her voice poiting down at our locked hands.

"I'm falling for no one!" I say letting go of his hands, letting them slide from my sweaty palms and back onto his side.

"Make sure you get your stuff today after school, I'm the one done with your bullshit now." She spat strutting down the grass alongside with Liam.

Once I looked around, a bunch of people were crowded round. Lucky enough to have Zayn with me shooing everybody away.

I'm a complete wreck. I don't have anywhere to go, this seems like a nightmare. I don't have nobody.

"You can always stay at my place if you want too." Zayn's voice bounced into my ear drums.

I carefully thought about his offer. But as much as I wanted to, I couldn't make that mistake. I done it once, and learnt my lesson. I can't repeat my life again. I can't fuck up again. I can't go through pain again. I can't be broken again.

"Thanks Zayn, but I'm sure my aunt has a spare room at her house." I lie.

"Okay, call me if you need anything."

I nodded. As I had opened my mouth to speak, he was already gone.

I hate it that I can't hate him, not even one slightest bit, not even for a second, I hate it that I have to lie to myself that I don't like him when I rightfully do.

Maybe coming here was a mistake?

The kiss was magical. It wasn't like any other kisses. It was thekiss. It's really cliche to say. but I loved every second of that kiss, sparks was all I felt at that moment. Lately, I've only been thinking of him. I can't cope witht he fact that I barely know him, he barely knows me and I feel a sudden emotion for him.

I mean this is totally different, this has never occured so soon. Ugh, listen to yourself Miley, you are lovestruck and with the 'wrong' person as they say. He's the heartbreaker. But I've dealt with those ones before.

But if he doesn't feel anything for me, then why did he kiss me? Just to know what my lips tastes like? Strawberry I suppose, I usually put a lot of Victoria Secret lip gloss.

I guess Eric wouldn't mind me staying at his house until I found a place of my own, so let me just text him. He did end up giving me his cellphone number to meet up for our project.

Hey Eric, Danielle kinda kicked me out of our house do you mind if I just stay at yours until I find a place to stay? -Miley

I didn't have to wait long, I soon had gotten a text back from Eric.

You are very welcome to stay at my house. Will you need a ride afterschool too? :)xx

He's such a little gentleman I can't even. People are usually mean to him, but he tries to change that. I like talking to him, he's a nice person.

Yes please?:)-Mileyxo

Great. Now I just don't feel like going classes at all. It's not really the type of thing I would do, but only for today I'm gonna skip.

Maybe to blow off a little steam. Haven't had that good ones in a while now.

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