The Change-part 8

Chapter 8

"Why are you looking at me like that?" I asked Melissa while we were going home after school. She had a creepy smile on her face. "You're scaring me."

"What's going on with Louis?" she wiggled her eyebrows.

"Nothing."

"Aww, come on Crystal, even an idiot can see there's something between you two."

"I told you Melissa."

"He seems really into you."

"What?"

"Are you retarded? Didn't you notice his behaviors?"

"No, he's just a friend. A guy like Louis won't look at me."

"But you're gorgeous, seriously, look at yourself!" she cried. "And...I know you've some feelings for him too."

"No, I don't." I protested.

"Yes, you have! I can see those little love sparkles in your eyes." she giggled.

"Okay, maybe a little." I confessed.

"I knew it." she said in a victorious tone as I lost myself.

"He's sweet, caring, funny..."

"And hot!"

"Obviously." I turned back to earth. "But that's it, just a little schoolgirl crush. It'll be over, I'm sure." I stated. Well, I hope so. Cuz there's no way for me and Louis to be together. Don't ask me why, he's hot, he's funny, he's adorable but he's too good for me.

"And what about Zayn?" she asked again.

"What?" I raised one oft eyebrows.

"Oh you tell me."

"He's just talking nonsense, nothing important.

"You say so?" she asked suspiciously.

"Yeah." I simply said, I didn't want to talk about Zayn.

"Okay then." she murmured in a dissapoionted way.

"Your turn now. How is Harry?" I asked. "Do you guys talk?"

"Yeah, we're pretty good." her eyes shined. "He asked for my number."

"No way!"

"Yeah bitch! You see, he likes me too." she shouted and I smiled. I love Melissa so much.

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"Who's Zayn?" my mother asked.

"What?" I gasped. How does she know about him?!?!

"I asked who Zayn is, there was a note from him at the door when I came home."

"Just... A friend. Where is the note?" I asked blushing.

"I left it on your bed." she shrugged. I headed to my room to see what he had written. What if he wrote something kinky? Fear rushing to my mind, I opened my door and walked to my bed. With shaking fingers, I picked the paper up and read the words on it.

"Sorry for what Tony did today, let me compensate it, meet me at 'the park', 8:00 pm. please. -Zayn"