You were arguing with your childhood enemy.

It was the middle of class, and Zayn decided to throw a paper ball at the back of your head.

You sighed heavily and pushed yourself up and out of your seat as you walked your way to him and grabbed him by the collar.

“Let’s settle this outside.”

He tsk’d and tilted his head, looking you dead in the eyes.

“Tsk, no. Let’s settle this…in bed.”