"Good morning, Class.", your math teacher says out loud to the whole class. Your gaze turns to face an unknown boy. He stands next to your teacher and actually; he looks really cute. He was wearing nerdy glasses, a red polo and brown pants. You hear the girls in the front row whisper and giggle. You know they are laughing about the new boy. And the rest of the class know it, too. "This is your new class mate.", the teacher points to the blond boy. "Uhm..I-….I’m….Niall and…I-…I’m from…Ireland.", he stutters with his thick irish accent and blushes. Niall goes a couple of steps towards a seat to sit down on a chair next to Max the most popular football player in your school. But before he could sit down Max grabs the chair and pulls it away so Niall lands on the cold, hard ground. "Ouch!", he whispers and rubs his arm. Everybody starts to laugh expect of you. He doesn’t deserve to be treated like that. "C’mon nerd, don’t be a cry baby!", Max laughs. Niall groans and looks to the ground. "You can sit next to me if you want.", you say quietly but loud enough that everyone can hear it. "Really?", he ask in shock making sure you’re not joking. You nod your head and smile. You are very popular and everybody loves you because you’re nice to everyone. Normally girls like you would never even look at guys like him but you're different. There’s no difference between the ‘cool’ people and the "nerdy" people. They’re not nerds for you, they’re people . Niall sat next to you pushing the chair in closer tot eh table as he sat down. . You notice he’s staring at you from time to time but you pretend that you don’t see it. Your teacher gave you a sheet of paper at the beginning of class as Max was being the jerk he is and took the chair out of Niall's reach. So you need to work on it the whole class. "Urgh, I hate math!", you groan quietly to yourself but Niall hears you. "Maybe I can help you?", he asks and smiles shy. "Only if you want to.", he adds nervously as you give him a smile back. "I’d love to, Niall. Oh by the way I’m y/n.", you reply. The school bell rings and everyone jumps up and runs across the floors. It was Friday and everyone was looking forward to the weekend. " How about we go to my place now?", he suggests as he flashed you a shy but very confident smile. You nod and grabbed your bag . "Let's go . "You tell him and you follow him to his car. None of you two say a word. It’s an uncomfortable silence between you two but not to awkward. After a short drive he parks his car in front of a huge house. "Wow.", you murmur and stare at the beautiful house. "Yeah, I know what you mean. My dad has an own company.", he laughs. You laugh at his state meant . it’s like he could read your thoughts. You rush to the door and enter the living room . You stared at the whole house in aw as he walked in and dropped his keys on the table next to the door . "Living room or my rom?", he asks as he gave you a very calm look . You point upstairs and you guys headed up to his room . The trip was very long actually . You guys talked about the pictures that were in the hallways . You finally reached to the door of his room. He opens it and you stepped in. "Take a seat . "he tells you . "Don't mind if i do . " You reply to him. You took a sit down on a chair while he takes a seat on his king size bed. His room is not like a typical room for boys. It’s blue and he has a lot of books. "I like your room. I love blue.", you smile; making him blush again. "Thanks.", he answers. Niall cleared his throat and you looked at him . He patted a place next to him on the bed as a sign for you to go over. . "Come here.", he demands so you go and sit down next to him. You both sit really close but you didn't mind at all . You actually like it. "Let’s start. What’s your problem in math?", he asks . You explain to him as simple as possible "Everything . " you laugh out . He giggles . He got up and walked towards a shelve where he had math books and a notebook . He walked back to you with the materials . He spent about 1 hour trying to explain to you everything you don’t understand. You learn and learn and learn and after one hour more you can’t concentrate anymore. You seemed to get distracted by him a lot . You kept on staring at his pink lips and imagined how it would be to kiss them. You’re sure those soft lips would fit perfectly onto yours. You just couldn't help but imagine how they would feel on your pussy? " Earth to y/n", he shouts and waves his hand in front of your face. "Oh, I…uhm…I was distracted.", you sigh and look at the ground.