What I Learned In Art School {Ziall}

Chapter 1: Harry

Harry was the first person Niall had met when he first arrived at college. After his parents had helped him drag all of his bags and boxes up to the third floor of his building and said their goodbyes, almost immediately a tall lanky being stumbled out of the bathroom, a suspicious smelling smoke following him. Niall stares blankly at the boy. He has on tight black skinny jeans and a baggy brown crewneck with the word "Vegan" in white text. Around the boys messy brown hair was a green scarf. It looked good on him, Niall decided. Odd, but good.

A small smirk forms on Harry's lips as he looks at Niall. What a beautiful roommate he had. He could feel the positive energy radiating off of the boy. "Nice to meet you, mate." Harry's British accent was thick, and not at all what Niall had expected.

"Harry, right? I'm Niall." His own voice held a slightly Southern accent, but only if one would listen closely. Niall had known Harry's name since he got their room assignment back in July. But he had failed to find the boy on any form of social media, now he knew why. Harry definitely seemed like the hipster type.

"It's great to finally meet you! Sorry if uh... I missed meeting your parents, I was a bit busy um.. yeah." He laughs at himself a bit and walks over to his bed, sitting down with a slight bounce of the mattress.

"Oh, it's fine! We actually didn't notice that you were here. My parents were actually in a bit of a rush, they had a wedding to get to." Niall lies down on his bed, pulling out his sketch book from his book bag. He flipped to his current project, Adam Lambert. He had quite a bit of it done, all that was left was a bit of shading and cleaning.

Harry just nods, listening to Niall's voice. He had a cute accent, he decided, something he could fall asleep to. It was calming as Harry came down from his high.

A few hours later Niall gently shakes Harry awake. "What?" He mumbles, his eyes still closed.

"We have a meeting thing with our orientation group, didn't you get the packet thing?" Niall says, gently tugging at Harry's wrist, trying to drag the great giant out of bed. The blonde had changed his outfit since their first meeting. He now wore a baby blue tank top and cute red shorts which Harry thought hugged his legs very nicely.

"Are you gay?" Niall blurts out innocently when he notices Harry staring at his legs. The blonde didn't have much of a filter, being raised by very liberal parents caused him to speak his mind whenever he felt like it.

"Pansexual, actually." Harry stated with a small smirk. The taller boy finally stood up, enjoying how much smaller Niall was compared to himself.

"So, does that mean you like pans? That's a bit strange." The blonde packs up his small drawstring bag with his sketchbook, some pencils, and his wallet.

"Not exactly, it kind of means that I like basically anyone regardless of their gender." It was the easiest way Harry could explain it without complaining about society's focus on the gender binary which really shouldn't be a thing, but he holds his tongue as he packs his own back pack with a few bags of baby carrots and a jar of organic peanut butter.

Niall watches Harry curiously. "Why carrots of all things? With peanut butter?" He raises an eyebrow as Harry chuckles.

"Well, I'm a vegan, and a lot of places here in the south aren't very accommodating to that." Harry shrugs and gathers up a few more things before slinging his backpack on. "Ready to go, Daisy?"

"Daisy?" Niall blushes and pouts slightly. "And what's with the nickname?"

"You're cute and bright like a daisy, I can feel it." Niall just giggles at Harry's comment. Living with this tall lanky monster was definitely going to be interesting.

Hey everyone! This is my debut story for getting back into fanfic writing! My name is Cassie and I was once known as thebradfordquiff in most place. :) If any of you remember me at all, I will definitely be reposting some of my old fanfics in a new edited style and have a bunch of stuff out for you guys. 

A few things to note about this story...

This fanfic DOES take place in Atlanta, Georgia. The college that the boys are going to is a fictional art college that I have made up, located in the heart of Atlanta. Setting doesn't really affect most of the stories that I write (most of my plots are character driven). So this won't reeeeally matter, but I just thought it would be nice to bring up. This also means that all of the boys, except Harry, will actually be American. Not sure if this bothers anyone, but that's how it's going to go. :)

I really hope you guys enjoyed this first chapter and I'll be sure to update as soon as possible! Please give me some votes and comment on what you guys thought! 

Much love. ms. xo