You're sitting in class chatting with your male friends. You're so friendly to everyone, but Zayn is very different from you.

He just sat in his chair in silence. He doesn't like being disturbed. He just stared at you silently with his sharp gaze.

When one of the guys accidentally touches your shoulder, he immediately gets up from his chair and quickly wards off his hand.

"Can everyone go? I need time with her."

He said calmly yet coldly. He's in a bad mood.