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III<br />

Chapter Summary<br />

And now Zayn appears. :)<br />

Chapter Notes<br />

See the end of the chapter for notes<br />

The first time Louis hears the name “Zayn Malik,” he’s sat outside his first lecture hall, studiously<br />

ignoring another missed call from his mum and Niall’s fervent texts demanding the whereabouts<br />

of his guitar. (He may or may not have hidden it after he’d been woken up at the crack of dawn by<br />

a fevered rendition of a Poison solo, amp at full blast—what did that little leprechaun expect?)<br />

Eyes glued to his phone—and why is he even on Facebook? His newsfeed only leaves him<br />

irritated—he uses every ounce of mental strength he possesses to ignore the yipping girls to the<br />

right of him, resplendent in bland personalities and Chanel. They’re essentially bedazzled hyenas.<br />

It’s just as Louis masters the art of selective hearing that two more girls suddenly join the pack,<br />

slamming the door shut as they scuttle into the building, giggling and bumping into each other as<br />

they frantically seek their friends, Prada bags flying.<br />

Which is excellent.<br />

“OH MY GOD,” the girl with lanky white-blonde hair exclaims, grabbing her chest, and Louis<br />

successfully manages not to scoff, instead focusing on a picture of his cousin’s dog chasing its tail.<br />

Something he would rather be doing right now.<br />

The sharp cheekboned brunette next to her shushes her with a giddy giggle. “Hush! What if he<br />

hears you?”<br />

For one terrifying moment, Louis thinks they’re talking about him. But then—<br />

“He’s not gonna hear, he’s probably on the other side of the school grounds by now!”<br />

Thank the baby Jesus.<br />

“Who’s ‘he’? What are you talking about?” Hyena Number One asks, clutching her iPhone in<br />

French-manicured claws.<br />

“Zayn Malik!”<br />

And then a series of screeches ensues. Louis is sure that, somewhere, a dog is howling. Maybe the<br />

dog in the picture.<br />

“NO!”<br />

“We’re not even joking!”<br />

“Oh my god! He’s so fit!”

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