Secrets

Chapter 3

I quickly found Niall. I'm kind of happy that I did so I can get things off of my mind. I want to tell Niall. Maybe it would help me feel better and stop thinking about it so much. He always helps me with everything. He gets my mind off of everything too. I'm sure he can distract me from this. He smiled, "Did you get everything you wanted?"

I nodded, "Yeah."

We walked over to the check out line. I noticed that Mr. Tomlinson is in front of us. I couldn't help but look down again. I don't want to to stare at him and have Niall mess we me about it tonight. I don't want Mr. Tomlinson to see me looking at him again either. It would be the second time today. It would honestly be a little embarrassing too. I mean I already accidentally ran into him. I heard Niall whisper, "Is that our science teacher, Mr. Tomlinson?"

I looked up at him and nodded. He shook his head as I looked over at Mr. Tomlinson again. I mean it's hard not to look at him, he's attractive. I'm sure I'm not the only one that does. Well I know I'm not the only one. Pretty much every girl that sees him looks at him. He looked over at me and smirked before he paid. My face turned red again. I looked back down at my hands and started messing with my fingers. I don't get why I always do this. I guess it's just a habit. Niall grabbed the basket from me, putting it on the counter. I looked back up and saw Mr. Tomlinson walking out of the store. He looked over, smirking at me again before he walked out. I looked down and messed with my hands again. Why do I always do this? Why do I blush so easily? Why does he keep doing that? I don't have a problem with it but why me? My thoughts were quickly interrupted by Niall, "Are you ready?"

I nodded and followed him back out to his car. We both stayed quiet on the way back to my house. The only sound was coming from the radio. I'm actually okay with that. I'm kind of confused about what even happened at the store. I'm sure Niall knows there's something off about me right now. I want to know why Mr. Tomlinson asked if I was dating Niall. Pretty much everyone knows we're just best friends except for new people, I guess. That could be part of why he asked but he would have to have a reason other than that to ask. I don't think teachers ask things like that. At least I've never had a teacher asking anything like that. When we got back to my house he grabbed the bags before we walked inside. He sat all the food down while I put a movie in. I grabbed a blanket before curling up on the couch. I noticed Niall grab some candy out of the bag before he sat down next to me. As the movie started he asked, "What are thinking about?"

I looked up at him and noticed that he was already looking at me. I shook my head and mumbled, "Nothing."

I know he knows me better than that. He always knows when there's something bothering me. Most of the time he already knows but still asks. He chuckled, "We've been friends for awhile, I know when you're thinking. Please just tell me."

I sighed, "I've been thinking about Mr. Tomlinson."

He looked confused, "Why?"

I mean I don't get why I'm thinking about him. I just am but I don't want to be rude to Niall about it. I sat up, "I don't know. He asked me something in the store and it has me kind of confused. I don't get why he would ask about it."

He looked even more confused about this, "What do you mean? What did he ask?"

I looked back up at him. He looked like he was trying to figure out what's going on. I feel kind of bad that I haven't told him yet but I haven't told anyone. I don't even know how to tell anyone and it pretty much just happened 20 minutes ago. He asked, "Are you going to tell me what he asked?"

I know I need to tell him. I tell him everything. I know he'll would help me stop thinking about it if he could. I nodded, "He asked if you and I were dating. When I told him no he smirked about it."

"What do you mean he smirked about it?"

I smiled a little, "I don't know. He just smirked about my answer, I guess."

He chuckled, "Maybe he wants you."

I rolled my eyes, "I doubt that. He's our teacher."

"I hope you know anyone would be lucky to be with you."

I smiled, "Thank you."

I'm sure he's just saying that because he's my best friend. It's almost like he has to say things like that to me. Well I guess he really doesn't. He's usually pretty honest. He sighed, "Let's watch some movies and quit thinking about him."

"I'll try."

He rolled his eyes and went back to watching the movie. I knew having a movie night would get my mind off of things. I haven't really thought about anything the rest of the night. I was to focused on the movies. I know I can't just sit here and think Mr. Tomlinson all the time. It's actually kind of weird. I can't waste a night thinking. I should just spend time with Niall. Well I spend a lot of time with him but that shouldn't matter.

The next morning I woke up and rolled over. Last night was a good night. I got to hang out with my best friend even though I always get to hang out with him. I saw Niall laying on the other couch when I realized he was still asleep. I'm honestly not surprised. He sleeps more than me even though he says I sleep more than him. I looked at the clock and saw that it was already after noon. I'm not surprised I slept this late. School makes me tired when though we don't do much. I got up off the couch, walking into the kitchen. I grabbed some food and started making some for the  both breakfast. He's always hungry when he gets up. I mean I usually do this when he stays over. I'm happy my parents don't care if he does. They know he's just my friend. I honestly don't know if him and I could be anything more than friends. He's like a brother to me. It's weird even thinking about that. My thoughts were interrupted by Niall walking into the kitchen. He smiled, "Good morning."

"Good morning."

I noticed that he wasn't wearing his shirt anymore. I mean this isn't the first time I've seen him without his shirt but it is kind of distracting. He is attractive but I don't feel that way about him. He asked, "Are your parents home?"

I shook my head, "I have no idea but probably not."

"Do you want to go to Zayn's party tonight?"

"Sure. I mean I have nothing else to do."

He sat down at the table while I finished making breakfast. When I was done I put some on a  plate for the each of us before setting them down on the table. I started eating when Niall asked "Are you sure you want to go to Zayn's party? I mean you don't seem like you want to. We can go do something else."

I don't really want to go to Zayn's party. We went to enough of them through the summer but I do if it can get my mind off of things. I shook my head, "That's fine. I kind if want to go."

"Is what he asked you still in your head?"

I nodded, "Yeah. I just don't get it."

"Why don't you just ask him about it Monday after school? It can't really hurt anything."

He's right. I should ask him about it. I'm sure I'm wrong about all this and I should stop thinking about it. I shouldn't be thinking about it all like this. I nodded, "Alright. I don't want it to seem weird though. I mean he is our teacher."

"It should be fine. You just worry too much. Trust me things won't be weird after."

I smiled and went back to eating. I know he's right. I always over think things. I don't get why I'm over thinking this. It's probably nothing. I'm sure it is. I mean what could happen? Probably him thinking I'm crazy. I just need to go to this party tonight. I know it will keep me from over thinking this more than I already have. I shouldn't even be thinking anything about it. He's my teacher and nothing will happen. There's other girls that basically throw themselves at him. He probably pays more attention to them than me. I haven't really said anything to him either. Well I guess he hasn't really said much to me either.