You Can't Resist Me For Long...

~Zayn~

Should I? Maybe I should just stay at home all day; I mean its around sixth period so it wouldn't be very useful. But then again, I have sixth period with Marciline and I know for a fact in that class there are a bunch of guys who love to flirt with my girl. My jaw clenched at the thought of guys flirting with her.

Screw it. I grabbed my book bag and keys than left. I haven't checked my phone all day so when I got into the school parking lot, I pulled it out of my jacket.

Lou: CODE PINK! STAY HOME, NIALL & I WILL WATCH MARCY!!!

Nialler: WHAT HE SAID!!

Hazza: hey can i borro some nutella? I ran out last nite.

Unknown: Hello Zayn :)

Lou: u better listen to my first text young man! -.-

Nialler: CODE PINK!!!!!!!!!!!! Remember....

Mum: U better be at school Zayn Jawwad Malik!

;)Marcy: hey who is this new girl? Louis and niall wont tell me :(

After reading all the text messages I began to peice them together. I know that as Sophmores Harry, Niall, Louis and I used codes with colors. Code yellow was used for 'Pee'. Code blue was thirtyness. Code orange was they needed to tell us something important. Code White was if one of us had a boner. That one was used the least cause it was plain out weird. We would only do that one if we were in public. Like this one time, Harry began shifting awkwardly so we gave him a look. He said code white as he moved his gaze to a girl again. We sort of just stood in front of him...

Well, I don't know what 'code pink' is so I strolled into the office. The secretary gave me a slip saying the class started 7 minutes ago. I'm coming for you Marciline, I thought with a smirk.

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~Marciline~

I. Huff. Hate. Weeze. Running so. Huge intake of breath. MUCH! It didn't help that mysterious new girl ran right beside me perfectly. I was here dieng just from running two laps so far. We have to finish four in under... six minutes so I was really pushing myself.

"So whats your name?" She asked, blue eyes looking at me.

"Marci-weeze- Marciline" I answered. I was gonna ask for hers but I was pulled back. She looked shocked until she noticed the person. A huge smile grew over her smaller one.

"It really is a code pink..." the only guy I know who has that accent muttered. My whole word flipped until I was just staring at his back. He walked right past Coach Lyerla with a nod and jogged inside.

"What the fudge are you doing?" I questioned as he placed me down. I pulled my knees up to my chest, resting my head on them. He sat down in front of me criss cross. Whoa, he has really cool shorts. I just gawked at them for a while until he snapped his fingers in front of me.

"Do you wanna know who she is?" He asked looking into my eyes. Hey, his hair isn't in a quiff. Just like that day he was at my house.. and we kissed for the second time. I felt the blush invade. "Why are you blushing? I mean, I know I'm hot but this," he trailed his hands up his torso, my eyes watching them as if I were in a trance. "This is all yours sweetheart." Damnit, now im blushing more.

"Well she was gonna tell me her name if you didn't literally pop out of nowhere." I changed the subject, trying to keep my non-existant pride.

"She was my first girlfriend." As soon as the words left his mouth, my right hand went flying and slapped his cheek. Jaw clenched, his face was facing the left. My eyes widened in shock.

"Oh shit. Im sorry. I don't know what came over me!" I gushed, gently stroking his cheek hoping his anger would vanish. I smiled proudly once his jaw unclenched. He faced me, his hand taking my right. He held it looking at me. Not behind me or at nose, but deeply into my eyes.

"Perrie Edwards. My first girlfriend before I started sleeping around. She broke up with me cause she was moving. Left me hurting so I began to sleep around." The new information began to process. Thats why everyone whispered about her cause they knew her. How did I not know of her?

"When?" I questioned.

"Freshman year." Oh. That was when Zayn was slowly rising to being the 'King'. His looks were coming in. I only heard about Zayn in junior year because at the end, he was watching our group for a bit. During the summer I forgot about him. He didn't look at us until September.

"So are you gonna go back with her?" I asked trying to hide the small amount of disappointment. It shouldn't be there. His hand left my hand making it feel cold. It cupped my cheek, his thumb stroking it.

"No. I don't wanna be hurt again so this is why I am going to ask you to be my fake girlfriend." I stared at him for a second until looking down at my hands. Im supposed to be resisting him. I promised myself before this crap started. "Please Marciline. I can tell you're different from the other girls." He whispered. I sighed and nodded. "You're doing it?!" He asked with a growing smile.

"Yes. I'll be your fake girlfriend." Zayn sprung up, pulling me with him and spun me around in a circle. I giggled at the happiness he had. He began kissing various places on my face but never my lips.

"Thank you Marciline Vendetta Royals." He said seriously.

"Hey, how'd you get my mid-" I was stopped as his lips smashed onto mine.

Notes

So.. I don't want perrie to be mean... I love her and ship Zerrie.. hope you like it!!!! Code blue, all this writing makes me thirty :D
i also want to thank all the comments. Love them so if you read this, dont be shy to talk :D