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"Are you okay?" Niall asks me, with a shocked look on his face. God, I never thought I'd fall from a bench. I know I'm a klutz, but not in an extreme way.
"Y-yeah I'm fine, just tripped y'know." I try to play it off cool-y, but the fact here is that I can't. Since I'm not the term people say as 'cool'. I'm more of a lame person, or an un-cool one.
"You tripped while sitting on a bench?" He jokes laughing, God I just wanna squeeze him. Not in a bad way, like in a hug-type of way. (I think?)
"Yeah dude, like don't you do that? Psh, it happens to a lot of people." I should really stop trying to be cool, I'm failing more than I failed math.
"Well if you say so," he laughs, I will never get over his laugh.
We stay quiet for a moment, I just look away from him, I fear that if I stare at him I will start drooling and he'll never talk to me again, it's already an accomplishment having him talk to me now.
"I want you to meet James." his voice is quieter than earlier, I like it.
"I'd love to--"
"But he's not very fond of people when he meets them, it takes time." he interrupts me, I almost feel bad for him, but I've learned that people fear pity because it makes them feel weak so I show none.
"I understand," I smile, squeezing his hand. Oh frickle frackle why did you do that Lauren now he's gonna think you're a weird-o.
We stay quiet again, I fumble with my hands and feel his eyes on me but try to ignore it.
"Your eyes are beautiful." He compliments, a small blush rises to my cheeks. Damn blood, damn paleness, damn face.
"T-thank you." damn stuttering.
Damn him for being so darn cute.
"I wish I could stay longer, but I have to take James to a therapy. Will you be here tomorrow?" he starts looking for something on his pockets, I feel sad that he has to leave, but I'm leaving soon too.
"Um, yeah I think." I smile at him.
We exchange phone numbers and he waves goodbye to me, I see an adorable little boy walking away with him.
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boring chapter ik
