I sit down at the desk near the front of the classroom, I really need to start doing well in my classes as I haven’t been paying much attention.
Everybody flies in, including Harry, but to my surprise he doesn't sit next to me. I feel a pang of hurt and disappointment but that quickly floats away as the teacher walks into the room.
'Hello class' he smiles, he is hiding something, this teacher rarely gets excited.
'I've got some exciting news' he says, my heart lifts, I do need something to take my mind off Harry.
'We're going on a class trip to Maui, Hawaii for a class trip to write a report about islands' he explains, 'I have some brochures here outlining the unit and what will be expected of you.'
As exciting as this is, one thing is on my mind. I'll be travelling to a beautiful island in Hawaii with Harry Styles.
Great.
'Now, if you are unable to or do not want to pay the fee to travel, then you will be doing a different topic but following the same guidelines.' he adds.
I guess I could choose to not go, but I wouldn't want to miss the beautiful Hawaii, just because of a boy that I hardly know.
The teacher talks about the assignment throughout the whole class and eventually the bell rings, I pack up my things and head off to my next class, which Niall is in.
I hear heavy footsteps, as if someone is chasing me, trying to catch up to me. As his large hand hits my small shoulder I can already tell it is Harry, I can feel electricity coming from his hand and engulfing my body.
'Hey, er, look, I'm sorry for being an asshole' he says, shifting uncomfortably, not meeting my eyes as he speaks.
'It's ok, I guess.' I can tell he is not used to apologising to I try to be as kind as I can.
'Well I have to go to class now, see you around?' he quietly says, looking down at his feet.
'Yea sure' I grin, giving him a slight nod.
I see his eyes light up, his high cheekbones lifting even higher as he smiles. What got into him, why is he being so nice?
'Well bye' I say, rushing off to my next class, trying to hide my face that is blushing uncontrollably.
'Hey Niall!' I wave, slipping into a seat next to him.
'Oh, Hey Em' he smiles.
As class starts and we start taking notes Niall leans over to me, 'Hey Em, want me to pick you up before the party and we can get there together?' he asks.
'Mmm, I wasn't sure if I was going to go, but I guess so, yea' I smile at him.
'Ok, cool' he whispers, returning to his work.
I smile, maybe I should just enjoy the company of Niall, I don't feel the same about Niall as I do Harry but Niall is nice to me and I appreciate that and I hardly even know Harry.
------------------------------------------------------------------------
I sit on my couch, opening up my laptop.
I've been thinking about it for a while but havn't done anything about it. I need a job,
I scroll through the open positions, nothing really appealing to me. but i know im really interested in fashion desighning since my mum is a fashion designer with her sister called sass n bide.
As I walk down the hallway to make some tea, there is a knock on the door. I rush down the front entrance corridor.
'Who is it?' I call, feeling a bit nervous.
'Yo Em, it's Niall, let me in' he slurs, pounding on the door.
He sounds piss drunk. Oh no.
what am i getting myself into!!!
I unlock the door, finding Niall leaning on a stone post, clearly looking unable to walk.
'How did you get here?' I ask.
'I drove' he answers, I can hardly understand him.
'You what! Get in here now' I yell, a bit too loud. I pull him into the house, walking him to the couch and sitting him down. Great there goes my night, guess I'll be babysitting a 17 year old.
'You look hot in that' he slurs.
'Stop, you're drunk and you don't know what you're saying' I tell him, pushing him off me as he tries to lean into me.
'I do mean it, I just don't have the balls to say it when I'm sober' he replies.
'Do you want anything?' I ask, ignoring his comment.
'Food would be great' he answers.
'Stay there' I command, exiting the room to go find him some food.
By the time I get back with the food, I find him asleep on the couch, arms and legs spread everywhere.
I manage to prop him up and put a blanket over him, making sure he's comfortable.
As I touch his warm cheek he stirs, firmly holding onto my small hand.
'Em, stay with me' he groans.
'Ok' I nod, sitting next to him.
He sits up, much to my displeasure. He moves closer to me, placing his hands onto my face, turning my head towards his, bringing my lips closer to his.
'I think I like you Em' he whispers, as he crashes his mouth onto mine, but I can't do this, I don't have those types of feelings for Niall.
i put my hand on his chest and push him off me.
'I'm sorry Niall, I don't feel anything for you' I gulp, feeling bad.
'Ugh, I knew it, sorry Em, just wanted to see' he smirks.
'Well I better head back home, it's getting late' he says, reaching for the keys in his pocket.
'Niall please, don't, you're still drunk and I don't want you driving.' I tell him.
'Ok, well I'll just crash here on this couch' he smiles, pulling the blanket back over him.
'Sorry I don't have any clothes for you, I don't think you'd fit,' I chuckle, as he laughs too.
'It's fine Em, have a good sleep' he quietly says, before drifting off to sleep again.
I wonder where Niall went, before he came here, and why did he come here? Surely he has other friends he thinks of before me?
Thank god my mum is at a conference in another state as I don't think she'd be too happy to know that there is a guy sleeping on her couch.
I change into some pajamas I find in my cupboard and jump into bed,
as im about to fall asleep i hear a big THUD
"shit what was that"?
