You and Zayn Malik had always hated each other. For as long as you could remember. Now, you were both sixteen in high school. Zayn was the popular boy in school, who didn’t care about school or his grades, and he had girls swooning over him on the daily. He had definitely slept around. You, on the other hand, were.. not nerdy, per se, but perhaps a little reserved. You were one of the quiet boys. You were good at school, and you hadn’t slept around. Not.. at all. One day, you and Zayn were both called into the head teachers office. You assumed it would be about another one of your petty fights, but it wasn’t. Your headteacher was asking you to tutor Zayn. Your sworn enemy. You and Zayn stare at her with wide eyes.