Chapter 26
Harry’s POV
After the security guards walked us to the office, Zayn’s mom had us sit down in front of her desk. She looked mad. The school policies are harsh when it comes to student fights. It’s even worse when your principal is your best friend’s mother.
She rubbed her temples while searching for our student files. She set four folders in front her crossing her hands and waiting for one of us to explain, but no one said anything.
“So, you guys are just going to sit there? Explain now!” I gave a look to Niall who was about to open his mouth, but Michael interrupted him.
“I have no clue why Zayn just came…”
“You know why I did that!Don’t act like the victim!”Zayn yelled out and stood up from his seat. I think both his mother and himself have anger issues.
“Zayn, sit down!” The principal demanded and I was surprised when he obeyed.
“How did this start?”The principal asked Zayn, but he only stared at the wall in front of the wall.
“It was about a rumor that was going around the lockers during fifth period”Niall said. Michael looked confused as ever. Poor guy.
“What was the rumor about?...Zayn?”Zayn rubbed his hands together while drifting his eyes from the wall to the floor.
“Michael?”
“I haven’t heard any rumors. I have no clue, really. I don’t know what they’re talking about”after Michael explained, Zayn instantly shot up from his seat and grabbed Michael from his collar.
“You know exactly what you did!! Telling everyone Veronica is yours and shit!”Once Zayn started yelling, Niall and I tried to calm him down. He only let Michael go and walked to the other side of the room, I assumed to try and cool off.
“I never said that! Veronica and I are just partners for an English project!! I don’t know who said all that shit!” Michael yelled. Now he looked pissed. Everyone was pissed in the room. And it was just because of a misunderstanding.
“Niall, Harry and Michael wait outside. I’ll talk to all of you separately” after the Ms. Malik finished, I knew Zayn was in deep shit. But I didn’t care, I just worried about Veronica and if she knew about all this mess.
Zayn’s POV
As the guys left, I knew I was in trouble. My mom didn’t know about Veronica and I until now. This wasn’t how it was supposed to happen. I still didn’t believe was Michael had said about not knowing shit, but I put that aside for later.
“Please tell me we are not talking about that Veronica?”the way she said “that” pissed me off even more. Can’t she see that Veronica makes me happy? What the fuck is wrong with her. All she cares about is her business shit.
“Not now.” I said back.I didn’t want to talk about her right there. It wasn’t the best time. I just wanted to know if Veronica saw the fight. I really hoped she didn’t. I was thinking about seeing her tonight and explaining, but my mom cut my thoughts.
“You know how I feel about her… Zayn she’s no good for you”
“What do you know about whose good enough for me?! She’s perfect! I don’t care what you think” I said bitterly.
After I said that, she gave me a scowl and began typing into her computer. The room was silent until her voice broke it, “You gave me no choice son. Now, don’t be too mad but I’m sending you somewhere. I don’t care if you don’t want to go. You’re going. And you’ll come back when you finish the job”
I had no idea what the hell she was talking about until she printed out a one-way airline ticket. She was sending me to New York for who knows how long.
“Wait what about school and all that shit?!”
“Don’t worry. I have all that planned. You leave tonight. Now go home and pack your bags. Oh and remember, I’m doing this for your benefit. I love you” now it was my turn to give her a scowl.
Veronica’s POV
By the end of school, I was relieved. I wanted to sleep so badly. I waited for Zayn at our usual spot, but after ten minutes of waiting, I left and sent him a message telling him why I left. I was really tired. I drove straight home and went straight to the couch. Since David was at a friend’s house, I wasn’t worried about anything at that moment.
*
I woke up from my nap and I checked my phone to see if Zayn had replied. He hadn’t. I had a weird feeling something was going on, but I didn’t want to be that paranoid girlfriend. I decided to watch TV for the rest of the day. But throughout some shows, all I could think about was meeting Zayn’s mom. I mean, that’s a big step in our relationship and I was worried. She already doesn’t like me, so naturally I was thinking of the worst scenarios. They varied from expulsion to jail time or something.
But those thoughts died down as soon as my mom started to talk about Thanksgiving. I love thanksgiving because of all the food! I also hoped that I would spend it with Zayn. I don’t know exactly how I feel about him, whether I “love” him or just really like him. My thoughts are all a jumbled mess.
Since Thanksgiving was next Thursday, my mom dragged me to the grocery store and loaded our cart with all different kinds of food. She kept talking about who was coming and from the sound of it, we’re gonna have a lot of people over. After we got home and unloaded all the grocery bags,I went back to the couch with still no reply from Zayn.