The Unexpected [NARRY]

Chapter Twenty Two - Return of the Cutting Diaries

CHAPTER 22

[Louis’ POV]

            “Tomorrow come to my house after school, Liam. I’m sick and tired of letting my dad walk all over me. I miss you. I miss us.” I grabbed at his fingers as he leaned against the cold brick wall of the side of the convenience store. Where we stood, no one could see us, as we stood in a dark ally way, “My mom agrees we should be allowed to be happy together. You don’t understand how mad my mom is at my dad. He’s been ignoring me this whole time and trying to win her back over. Though, he’s livid that I told her he hit me. He swears it’s the stress of the moment, but I don’t buy it. Please. Just come over tomorrow after school, yeah?”

            “Yeah, sure.” Liam smiled, nodding his head softly, “Anything for you.” His eyes drift down to my lips and before he says anything I quickly lock mine with his, desperately needing his taste on mine.

            “I’ll see you tomorrow at school then.” I whispered, backing away from him and out of the alleyway.

             The next day, around noon I walk into the cafeteria and immediately see the group of friends I’ve been ignoring for far too long. I walk over to them and place my tray next to Liam, “Hi guys.” They all look up to me, even Eleanor their new addition, and scream a big hello back to me, “Can I sit?” I direct it to Zayn who is nodding very eagerly. I sit down and it feels like I’m back at home. Happiness starts to come back to me for the first time in such a long time.

           

            “Where’s Niall?” I ask, unwrapping my sandwich from its foil. This makes the entire table sigh loudly and Zayn starts to rant, filling me in on everything. I sat and listened, my mouth falling more open with every word he said. I couldn’t believe what I missed.

            “Only thing I’m not sure about is what Mr. Logans actually said to Niall. But I’m going to be there for him and help him. It’s the least I can do for him.” I watched Zayn’s eyes fall down as they grew darker. He really cared for Niall. I could tell. Eleanor bit her lip and had a sad expression on her face as he placed her hand timidly on Zayn’s shoulder.

            Eventually the bell rang and Liam and I had to go to Math. We promised Zayn we’d keep an eye on our new teacher and tell him if anything weird happens. When we walked in, I whispered to Liam, “Is that him?” I hadn’t a clue since I played hooky for the last week or so. Liam gave a single nod and walked behind me as he went to his seat in the back of the class. I took my cold seat and opened my binder.

            “No Niall today?” Mr. Logans called out, “What a shame.” He grunted with a slight eye roll, “He’s missing too much school.” I dipped my head and dated my blank sheet of paper, “You must be Louis Tomlinson?” This time the voice I had already grown to hate was talking to me. I gave him a distant glare and a weak nod, “Nice to finally meet you.”

            “Likewise.” I lied.

            He turned his back and started his lesson, a lesson I had zoned out from the very beginning. This man wasn’t worth my time, I could already tell.