Foreign Exchange

Nicks POV
“Why isn’t Nikki back..?” I asked, mostly to myself but Zayn heard what I said.

“I think I may know why” Zayn said.

“You do?” I asked, furrowing in my eyebrows in curiousity.

“Ha, I knew Harry would do it” Zayn said after checking his phone.

“Would do what?” I said, keeping my eyes trained on his perfect face. Zayn slipped his phone back into the pocket in his P.E. shorts before looking over and smiling at me.

“Harry got Nikki to ditch with him today” he said and my jaw dropped.

“Right now? Is that why Nikki hasn’t come back? But wait, Nikki would never do that!” I said, surprised.

“I know, but the things that those two do to each other” Zayn said.

“Well I mean yeah, those two are like peanut butter and jelly” I said.

“Like salt and pepper” Zayn added.

“Like chocolate chips and cookie dough.”

“People who can never be apart” Zayn winked and I felt my face turn hot all over again. I awkwardly coughed and nodded, trying to ignore the blush on my face.

“Are you okay? You’re face is red again, is it because it’s too hot?” Zayn asked, leaning in closer to me. My gulped in my throat and I couldn’t help but turn redder.

“I’m fine” I managed to say and scoot a little away from him on the bleachers. “Anyway, so, how exactly did they ditch?” I asked.

“Why are you moving away from me?” Zayn asked with a smirk on his face and moved towards me again.

“No reason, so how did they ditch?” I asked again.


“Is it because I smell?” Zayn asked with a smile and smelled his own armpit. He cutely scrunched up his nose and nodded. “Yep, I smell bad” he said, and plugged his nose just for emphasis. I couldn’t help but chuckle and shake my head at his silliness. I’m telling you right now, Zayn could never smell bad, and I mean ever.

“Yeah, that’s the real reason why I’m trying to get away from you, you smell terrible” I joked and Zayn faked a hurt face.

“So is that how it is?” Zayn said and I nodded while grinning from ear to ear.

“And you’re hair's messed up too” I joked and Zayn took me seriously for a second. He took out his phone and checked his hair.

“Hey!” He said, playfully glaring at me. I laughed at the adorable look on his face.

“You never answered my question” I pointed out and Zayn waved his hands in the air, almost dropping his phone.

“Oh whatever” he smiled.

“Zayn, what did I say about having your phone out in class” Mrs. Johnson said and I put my hand on my mouth to try and muffle my laugh.

“I was just..” Zayn said, biting his lip and looking anywhere but Mrs. Johnson.

“I don’t want to take your phone away, so you’ll just have to stay after and help clean up the field and collect all the supplies” Mrs. Johnson said and I almost burst out laughing again at the look on Zayns face.

“Yes Mrs. Johnson” Zayn said and she nodded before walking away. Once she was out of earshot, Zayn launched himself at me.

Ah!” I squeaked and jumped down to the next bleacher.

“I’m going to get you!” Zayns said, jumping over the bleacher to get to me.

“I’m sorry!” I said, not really meaning it as I ran across the bleacher seat and jumped back up on the one we were originally on.

“No you aren’t” he said as he raced after me. Just before he reached me I held out my hands.

“Wait, I’ll help you clean up and stuff, okay?” I said looking into his beautiful eyes.

“Promise?” he asked, holding up his pinky finger. I held up my pinky finger and linked it with his.

“Promise” he smiled and gave my pinky a slight squeeze with his. Mrs. Johnson blew her whistle, signalling that we were done for the day.

“Alright, everyone good job today!” Mrs. Johnson announced to the class. “Go ahead to the locker rooms and have a great weekend!” she smiled as some kind people wished her a good weekend too. Both Zayn and I walked down the bleachers and over to where Mrs. Johnson was when everyone else was gone. “Nick, what are you still doing here?” Mrs. Johnson asked, looking at me.

“Decided that I’d help Zayn out” I said with a polite smile.

“Well that’s very sweet of you” Mrs. Johnson said with a soft smile and I felt Zayn nudge me. Mrs. Johnson looked out across the tracks and nearby grass before proceeding to instruct us on what we needed to do “I need you to pick up the tennis balls that were hit over here. Also, pick up trash and collect the cones. Just put it in the shed and no need to lock it sense there’s practice after school today” Mrs. Johnson said and then sighed.
“Is that all?” Zayn asked and Mrs. Johnson nodded.

“Yep, then you’re free to go!” Mrs. Johnson. As she walked away she waved goodbye.

“I guess we better get started” Zayn said and walked over to one of the five tennis balls laying around. He picked it up and tossed it in the air “Hey catch!” he said, and tossed the ball to me. I caught it and lightly squeezed the fuzzy material. “Hey catch again!” Zayn yelled, but by the time I looked up, the tennis ball hit my chest.

“Zayn!” I yelled and glared at him before picking up the ball.

“Sorry?” Zayn chuckled and I chucked the ball at him. It hit his arm and Zayn stopped laughing. “Hey!”

“You brought that on yourself” I giggled and Zayn gave me a daring look. “Wait, Zayn” I said and backed up. Zayn picked up the tennis ball and held it in his hand. “Don’t” I said, holding in the tennis ball that I currently had in my hand. IN a flash we both threw out tennis balls and I took off running. Zayn threw another tennis ball at me and I barely dodged it. “Ha! Missed!” I teased and picked up the tennis ball. I threw the tennis ball at him and he ducked.

“Ha! You missed too!” Zayn smiled and took off after me. I couldn’t help but feel giddy inside as I ran away from Zayn. I loved how much fun we can have and how we can be silly with each other. Just like it would be if we were a couple...

“Ah!” I practically squealed when I felt Zayns hands brush against my wrist.

“I got ya!” he said, but I moved to the side, dodging him once again. We both stopped running, both breathing hard with smiled on our faces.

“I call truce” I smiled and Zayn laughed.

“Truce?” Zayn said, stepping towards me.

“Yes?” I said, nothing able to wipe the smile off my face.

“But then I won’t be able to do this” Zayn said and threw a tennis ball at me that I didn’t notice he had before. The tennis ball hit my shoulder and I gasped.

“I guess this means war” I said, giving him my best fake glare.

“I guess it does” Zayn said, but before anything else could happen, someone called towards us.

“There you dumbarses are!” Louis yelled and I turned around and saw Louis stomping towards us with Liam and Niall.

“Oh, hey Lou” Zayn said and I felt him sling his arm over my shoulder.

“School was over five minutes ago!” Louis said in his sassy tone. Zayn and I exchanged a look and shrugged.

“I didn’t hear the bell, did you?” I asked and Zayn shook his head.

“Nuh” His Bradford accent thick.

“I don’t care if you heard the bell or not!” Louis said, now just a few steps away.

“What’s wrong man?” Zayn asked.

“What’s wrong? What’s wrong is Harry broke into my locker and kidnapped my van!” Louis said, stopping in front of us and huffing.

“Kidnapped?” I asked. Louis always had an interesting choice of words.

“Yes, kidnapped!” Louis said and crossed his arms over his chest and flipped his hair from in front of his eyes.

“Oh! So that’s how Harry and Nikki ditched!” I said, connecting the two.

“Good job” Zayn said and squeezed my shoulder. I bit my lip, but didn’t look back at his sculpted features.

“Good job?! That’s all you got to say?! What if Harry crashes!?!” Louis exclaimed.

“Hopefully not” Liam said, slightly worried.

“Won’t Simon be mad?” I asked.

“If he doesn’t find out” Niall said.

“Yes, that’s IF he finds out. Simon won’t be home until late, but who knows when Harry will be back” Louis huffed.

“Just relax, Lou. Everything will be fine” Zayn said.

“Just get your things and lets go” Louis said and turned around to walk away.

“But we have to finish cleaning up” I said and Louis sighed.

“Then hurry up. I’ll be in front of the office” Louis said and stomped off. Niall giggled and Liam shook his head.

“We’ll help you clean up” Liam kindly offered.

“Thank you Liam” I smiled at him. He’s such a gentleman, he really deserves someone who will treat him right.

“Oh, all the running made me so tired” Zayn said and started leaning his weight onto me.

“Ey!” I said, leaning to the side. “You’re heavy!” I said, trying to hold him up. “Zayn we’re never going to get this done” I said, about to fall over.

“Okay” Zayn said and pulled away from me. To be honest, he wasn’t that heavy and I was completely fine with him that close to me, but of course the only people I would admit that to would be Nicole and Anjelica.

With Liam and Nialls help, we quickly collected the trash, cones and tennis balls and headed down to the shed. “Thanks for your help” I said after placing the cones in the shed.

“No problem” Niall smiled and put the tennis balls in the tennis basket.

“You too better get changed and get your stuff before Louis blows a gasket” Liam said and I nodded in agreement. I’ve seen Louis and his temper, but I’ve never seen him really really mad, to the point where you want to hide under a rock with Patrick Star.

“Meet you in front of the office?” Niall suggested and we all agreed. Zayn and I walked to the locker rooms and I was surprised that no one was in there getting ready for whatever sport practice there was today. I unlocked my locker and took out my clothes.

“Usually, I like to take my time getting ready, but first one to change the fastest-”

“Gets a piggy ride to the office?” I cut him off with a smirk.

“You’re lazy, but deal” Zayn smiled, and I was slightly surprised. I was actually kidding, but hey, it’s a piggy ride. A piggy ride on his muscular back and his hands would hold onto my legs. But then, what if I lose and he was on my back? I don’t think I could handle that. Oh gosh, I would hold his legs and feel his-

“I’m gonna beat you if you just stand there” Zayn said, already shirtless. My jaw almost went slack at his toned body, but I kept it shut. My eyes though, were glued onto his body. I just couldn’t look away. “Hello?” Zayn said with an awkward smile and he looked slightly uncomfortable.

Great job stupid.

“Oh I know, just thought I’d give you a head start” I said, looking away with a blush on my face. I quickly shed my clothes and forced myself not to look over at Zayn in his boxers. I always forget just how hard it is to not look at him. It’s even harder trying to control myself.

“Done” I said, running my fingers through my hair after tying my boots. (A/N You know those really good man boots that guys wear? Well that’s what Nick is wearing xD)

“Really?” Zayn said and I finally looked at him. He was just pulling on his other Nike shoe.

“Yes really” I said, not exactly sure what else to say. Zayn quickly tied his Nike shoe and stood up.

“I guess I owe you a piggy back ride?” Zayn asked and I smiled, getting more excited than I should be. We locked our lockers, put our P.E. clothes in our backpacks and left the locker room.

“Okay” Zayn slightly bent over and had his backpack hanging off his arm.

“You don’t have to, I was just kidding about it” I said, slightly insecure about my weight. Don’t judge me okay, we all go through this, if not then it’s something else like appearance.

“C’mon” Zayn said, not moving and I’ll admit, I was glad that he didn’t change his mind. I adjusted my backpack on my back before jumping on him. He immediately grabbed my legs and my arms wrapped around his neck. I was careful not to choke him. “Hold on” Zayn said and started walking towards the office. I started at his neck and I could smell his deodorant. It took all I had not to creepily sniff him and bury my face in his neck. I laid my cheek on his back and closed my eyes.

Excuse me if it’s wrong to savor this moment.

“Is he asleep?” I heard Niall giggle. I opened my eyes and peeked up to see Zayn trying to look over his shoulder at me. Are faces were so close I could feel his breath on my face.

“No” Zayn smiled and turned his head away from me. I looked away embarrassed and tried to control myself.

“We’re gonna have to walk home” Louis complained and I looked over Zayns shoulder at Louis.

“Have you tried calling Harry?” I asked, resting my chin on Zayns shoulder. I just felt so comfortable with him, I just hope he doesn’t mind that I’m doing this.

“I have, but he must have turned his phone off” Louis said.

“Did it go to voicemail?” I asked.

“No, it just says ‘this number is not accepting calls’” Louis said, using his best impression of a telephone operator.

“Louis, that means that he either blocked you or-”

“Blocked me!?” Louis practically yelled in Liams face.

“Or just made sure that he’s not recieving calls at all” Liam continued, lightly pushing on Louis chest so he would back up. Zayn adjusted me on his back and I blushed.

“If I’m heavy then you can put me down” I said, straining my neck to look at Zayns face better.

“It’s cool” Zayn said, granting me with a small smile. The kind that you can tell his tongue is pushing up against his teeth.

“Let me try” Niall said and took out his phone. We all watched him dial Harrys number and put his phone up to his ear.

“Oh, um, hey Harry” Niall said, awkwardly smiling. Louis eyes widened, waiting to see if it was just him leaving a voicemail or actually talking to Harry.. “I wasn’t expecting you to pick up” Niall cutely chuckled.

“He picked up!?!” Louis yelled, attracting attention from some of the few stragglers around school.

“Yeah, that’s Louis” Niall smiled and Louis lunged at Nialls phone. Niall stepped away and Liam held Louis back.

“Tell that arse to give back the van!” Louis yelled. Niall pressed his pointer finger to his free ear and listened intently to what Harry was saying on the other end of the phone.

“You might want to be careful, you shouldn’t talk on the phone and drive. I can hear Nikki freaking out” Niall said, not making anything better.

“I swear if he crashes, he better die because if it doesn’t, then I’ll kill him myself!” Louis yelled. Man, he’s mad. Liam tried to calm down Louis by telling him that everything's alright.

“Crazy huh?” Zayns said, tightening his grip on my legs and yes, it felt good.

“Yeah” I replied.

“I wonder how Nikki feels right now besides freaking out” Zayn said.

“I’m pretty sure you have a good idea” I smirked at him and he chuckled.

“Of course I do.”

“Okay, hold on” Niall said and put Harry on speaker. “You’re on” Niall said.

“Hey Lou, don’t be mad” Harry said, and we all knew he had that cheeky smirk all smug on his face.

“Haz, if Simon finds out not only are you dead, but I am too! And we just got ungrounded!” Louis said. Liam still held Louis back, just incase Louis ended up smacking Nialls phone and breaking it.

“We’ll be back around seven” Harry said. Louis relaxed a bit, but he was still mad.

“Harry, you only have your permit” Louis said, narrowing his eyes at Nialls phone.

“It’s not like I can’t drive” he replied.

“Guys, tell Anjelica that I love her” Nikki said and we all chuckled except for Louis.

“Not funny. You’re better off just coming back right now” Louis said.

“Oh c’mon Lou. You always love breaking the rules and doing crazy stuff” Harry said.

“Yes, I absolutely love it” Louis admitted “But not when it comes to Simon. Not when he’s up my arse and now he’s just a phone call away from my parents.”

“He threatened to call your mum?” Harry giggled.

“Shut up, okay? If he does then that means I can’t do stuff like this.”

“But you’re almost eighteen” Harry said.

“Oh just shut up Harry” Louis snapped. “And why didn’t you pick up your phone for me?” Louis asked. Zayn tilted his head to look at me and gave me the ‘it’s about to go down’ look.

“Oh look at that, I got to go” Harry said.

“Finally, you know that talking on the phone while driving is illegal here” Nikki said.

“Harry!” Louis shouted and moved closer to Nialls phone, but under Liams protective arm.

“I may have uh...blockedyoubye!” Harry said really fast.

“Bye Harry” Niall said and hung up.

“What!?” Louis yelled and broke away from Liam and snatched Nialls phone away from him. Louis furiously punched Harrys number into Nialls phone and impatiently held the phone up to his ear. “He blocked you too!” Louis yelled and handed back Niall his phone.

“Not me, you” Niall smirked and Louis gave Niall this creepy mad face.

“Well, why don’t we just go home, yeah?” Zayn said and started walking away without anyones agreement.

“You can put me down” I said, jerking a little in his grasp.

“Hey stop, it’s cool. I don’t mind” Zayn said, and I just let him. Liam, NIall and Louis caught up with us. Zayn carried me all the way back to Simons house while Louis went on about ways to murder Harry.

Notes

This Zick filled chapter is for my best friend in the whole wide world, Nick :) Today is his birthday and this is his lovely birthday present.
Nick, I hope that you like it and have a great birthday! I seriously love you and can't get over how close we are. You will always have a place in my heart! We've known each other for so long and I would have never written this story if it wasn't for you..and my crazy fantasy of One Direction being our friends and coming to our school xD Thanks for being an awesome friend.



Anyway, to my lovely readers! Thank you for everything my beautiful ducklings! I love you too and I would love you all to be my best friends too! So..kik me? It''s: afrankiie

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Lately, i've been feeling Lilo xD