Calculating the Probability of I Love You

The Curious Case of Niall Horan

UnBetad Sorry for some mistakes

After consulting with about three people the whereabouts of the infamous library Zayn had found his way into the silent sanctuary. He had never seen this part of school, owing to his negligence to even chance a second glance at his surroundings, only familiarizing himself with the express route to the cafeteria, the only significant room in school, well in Zayn’s mind it was. So he made his way through the alien hallways as he looked at the heavy wooden doors, the dark wood a contrast to the bleach white color of the walls. A bronze plaque adorned the top of the door, a rusting piece of metal with fading white lettering spelling “Cowell Memorial Library,” it looked old and rustic the rust dancing on the metal exterior. He proceeded to enter the room pushing the oaken door open creating a very slow and deliberate creak as he veered forward. Zayn was greeted by a rugged floor with an expanse of metal shelves and fluorescent lights. A desk was positioned to his left with a stern looking man with a few books strewn across his desk a bald spot shining brightly against the dullness of the room. Zayn motioned himself forward and found a group of tables and chairs strategically placed in the center of the library students scattered all along the numerous wooden desks. He peered around spotting a familiar mop of bleach blond hair hunched over a book once again. He was huddled by himself his backpack sitting lazily on the seat next to him. His eyes trained unrelentingly on the book, his gaze moving uniformly as he read the book before him.

Zayn smiled to himself and moved to the chair across Niall and sat himself down. He waited for Niall to notice him, but Zayn had underestimated the boy’s concentration.  Niall did not flinch when Zayn plopped in front of him, nor did he move to acknowledge the boy even after sitting there for about 5 minutes in absolute silence. Zayn was trying to figure out the reason this boy was being absolutely bizarre, though Zayn had already assumed the boy was a straight A student with the perfect GPA and the prompt submissions and almost nonexistent social life. Zayn was not completely sure as to why he was strangely attracted to the boy. Some weird force had somehow compelled Zayn to come to the library and find this boy who isn’t even taking in his existence, Zayn was contemplating on leaving the blond still intent on memorizing the book, because he could easily slip out as easily as he slipped in and the blond would not take any notice, but there was something holding Zayn to his chair, and invisible force which Zayn could not decipher. So Zayn sighed heavily and waited for Niall to look at him, testing the length of time needed for the boy to actually acknowledge his being, so he waited.

Niall for his part was too engrossed in his book, being used to staying in the library by himself all the time, he was not expecting anyone to take a seat in front of him, he had dismissed the shuffling as another student walking past his seat, so he trudged on with his book, seemingly ignoring the boy about 10 inches away from him.

So when Niall took a break from reading to rest his eyes, he dropped the book and looked up and in sheer shock and confusion screamed

“Aghhnyaaa!” the exclamation a weird mix of an animal sound and someone sneezing, this shook not only Zayn, but the entire library. Niall was clutching his chest his heart beating erratically as he started to calm down.

“Wh-what are you doing scaring me like that,” he whispered lightly.

“Well good afternoon to you too,” Zayn smirked, with Niall grunting in response.

“For your information, I’ve been here for 10 minutes waiting for you to feel my presence,” Zayn reasoned.

“H-huh, really?” Niall questioned still quite confused and shocked.

“Yes, 10 whole minutes, is-“ Zayn then made a grab for Niall’s book, “The Complete Biography of William Shakespeare?” asked, then paused looking at the book with weird look.