Niall's POV:
"She what?" I breathed into the phone.
"Harry told Louis that Grace and him live near each other." Holland spoke quickly, "So they've totes been together this break. Not fair, I want to see her!"
I frowned a little. Harry gets to see Grace after these sad couple of weeks. Of course they're together again. Why wouldn't I expect that. I think I deserve to see her again after crying so much.
"Oh, well my.. brother needs me.. See ya Holland."
I hang up the phone and lean back against the frame of my bed.
Shit.
I have absolutely nothing to do this Christmas break. I'm not exaggerating the word 'nothing'. There's nothing without her. There's nothing back at home. There's nothing at Brookwood anymore. There's just nothing.
Opening up the notes on my phone I get lost in constant typing of my fingers. Random lines and things about Grace take over. If I can't do anything else, might as well write my thoughts. I look at her letter on my side table and read over it again. Somethings coming to me. I don't know how - but it is. I have so much alone time recently.
"Niall we're making cookies!" My mom knocks on my door.
"I'll.. I'll be down in a minute!" I sigh, a little bit startled.
Making Christmas cookies. That's exactly what I want to do right now, Mom. Maybe eat the cookies though. . . Lazily, I lock my phone and put everything back where it goes. I stumble over to my mirror and raise an eyebrow. My hair is sticking in every direction. I pat it down and adjust my grey sweatpants.
"You're in there so much, hun." My mom is standing right outside my door.
"I know." I shrug and start to crave some cookies.
Grace's POV:
Harry and Lyssa talk about random shit as I wipe down tables. Working today at Wings N Rings is a bust. There's barely anyone so I texted Harry to come up. I secretly blush looking at him and thought of our make out last night. Actually, I thought about it a lot last night. I must have been half drunk on life last night - how did that all happen? It almost seems like a movie.
"WHY WAS A GUY TALKING TO YOU ABOUT CHICKEN?" Lyssa cannot stop laughing.
Harry cracks a smile, "Grace and him formed a close bond, correct?"
I make a sarcastic nod and wipe off the last dirty table. That story will never be forgotten, it's so incredibly weird. Lyssa hops out of the room and talks to someone on the phone. Okay then.
"Grace, I have a question." Harry asks while sitting in a booth.
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The New Girl
General Fiction"I asked curiously, "Anyways...is this boarding school..you know, fun? Boring?" Grace Ross is an ordinary girl who expects ordinary things. She was never popular back home in America, so when she moves to England, she tries h...
