All day Niall, and I had been hanging around; none of us talking about my failure to graduate…it was just one class. Who knew that when people said, it only takes one to ruin something, it’s actually true. I tried to fix it, but I just couldn’t. I called the school about fifteen times, but they said, no help or solution was available. I had this coming I guess. I would have liked a warning though… At least I still have Niall.
Niall was cooking, and I probably shouldn’t let him but it’s not like I would be able to cook right now, so I have no other choice. What am I going to tell dad?! They expect me to leave in three weeks, and I can’t leave until two horrible months of Summer school! I’m going to hell. I had no idea what Niall was making but it smelled good. I was sitting on my bed starring at my enormous book shelf that circulated my entire room. Like it was ‘The Great Wall of Books’. All my time reading in the office –I was even on first name bases with Mrs.Usan, the school secretary- when I could have been practicing or taking the test in Music. How could I been so stupid, and stubborn.
I don’t go for people for her help, but her godmother worked in the school records office. She could change anything. She changed her god-daughters grades once! At least that’s what she told me, point is she didn’t get caught. I need this. I need to get to London.
I went of my room to the living room; Niall didn’t notice me come out of my room, since he was munching on some Pasta. I loved pasta! I rummaged through my bag until I managed to get my phone out from under all my books. I have a phone pocket thingy, but throwing my phone into my book bag is just easier. I went back to my room and dialed my friends’ number.
It rung twice until a soft sleepy voice answered, “Hello?”
“Gabriella!” I answered excitedly, “I need a favor!”
“You lied to me,” She said, she was still sounding sleepy but it was wearing off. I checked the time on my alarm. 8:00 p.m. Gabriella always takes naps at Eight so that her parents think she’s asleep when they check on her at nine. Around twelve she wakes up, and sneaks around with her secret ‘Boyfriend’ Edward. Well she calls him her boyfriend, but seeing how he looks at her, he’s more like her master, and she’s his toy. I tried telling her once, but it only ended up turning into a huge fight, I said sorry in the end anyway since I didn’t want to lose a friend. I have them very limited; I can’t just go around ditching them.
“You said you would write my paper, but there was no paper was there?! You just wanted Niall all to yourself! What happened, what did you do?! Everyone’s talking about how you guys hooked up, or that you have like this Major crush on him or something but you never told me anything! I didn’t even know you liked One Direction! Do you know how that makes me look?!” She complained. She raised her voice a bit but quickly lowered it.
“Fine! I’ve been keeping a couple of secrets here and there but it’s no biggy!” I defended. I really didn’t want to tell her.
“No ‘Biggy’? Really Ava?!” She sounded offended, “No biggy is when you don’t tell me when you’re on your period and I piss you off, or when you’re sneaking out of the house, which would never happen, something like that!” She exclaimed, “But not telling me, you were a fan of my favorite band also, or what happened between you and Niall when I left you guys alone? THAT’S A BIGGY BITCH!” She shouted into the phone, “I mean I not just want to know, it’s my right to know! I mean are you fucking kidding me! And you didn’t tell me you could sing, also-”
“Niall’s kind of my boyfriend.” I confessed. I had to say anything to shut her up. The line went silent, and I just heard her gasp…. And then a laugh…. A laugh?
“Okay, Ava listen to me!” She spoke slowly like if I had a concussion, “Just because he is your favorite from the band doesn’t make you his girlfriend. Not in a legit sense anyway,” I heard her stifle a laugh and I just sighed, dear god, “I mean I’ve Lou’s girlfriend but not really. That’s Eleanor. You get the picture now?”
I sighed, once she thinks I’m crazy, she thinks I’m crazy, “Wait five seconds, count k?” I said, I put the phone o my bed besides me, “NIALL!” I shouted through my door.
Less than a second later comes in my room, “Is something wrong?” he asked, I instantly went back to thinking about not graduating and my face went sour. I quickly tried to hide it to not make him feel guilty, but he noticed, “Stupid thing to ask! Sorry,” he slapped his hand against his face but I just took it and held it.
“Nothing, just forget it. I was going to ask you if you’ve seen my phone.”
“It’s right there,” He looked weirded out, “next to you.”
“Well, I know I was sitting on it. Stupid me,” I said, faking a laugh.
“You’re not stupid. You’re incredibly smart, and talented, and beautiful. You’re perfectly fine,” He smiled a bit and closed the door behind him. I could help but smile at him, even though he was in the other room.
I lifted the phone back to my ear, I knew he could hear his beautiful Irish accent, and she could recognize his voice.
“Believe me now?”
“No! No? When, where, HOW, why didn’t you tell me this?!” she sounded shocked and… ashamed? “What else didn’t I know? Where have I been these past three weeks?!”
“I went out to this signing at the mall on the South-West side, but I was late so I yelled at some officers who wouldn’t let me through, he heard came over, after a while to shut me up, he just gave me his number, we kept in touch, We’ve been talking for about the past three weeks… Also I’m moving to London, my dad’s sending me off to live with my Aunt Kate. And I’m not graduating.” I removed my phone from my ear, and laid flat on my bed. I heard her yells at me, asking why I waited so long to tell her. One Question got my attention.
“Any other confessions you’d like to admit?” She questioned.
I liked finally being the mouth instead of the ear in our friendship, but I couldn’t think of any…. Oh yeah.
“Oh yeah, and Niall’s sort of… staying in Chicago to visit me, but he couldn’t get a hotel, so he’s staying in my basement!” I said rushed.
“Bye.” She said plainly. She lived ten blocks away, so it might take her a while to get here.
**** --Niall’s POV--
I was making/eating pasta for Ava. I felt horrible for her. I can’t help her, I called the school asking for some help, but nothing was possible. It hurt to see Ava cry like that. I didn’t know what to do. I never know what to do when girls cry. What I hated most was that, this time when she was hurt, I couldn’t fix it. Not like last time. Not this time. Ava cried on the couch, but after about an hour just lying there while I held her, she just went to her room. I decided to cook something, and who doesn’t like Pasta?
****
After a while the pasta was cooked, and we sat down to eat, Ava was looking a lot better.
“So how are you feeling?” I asked Ava. She actually smiled and laughed at my jokes.
“Fine. I guess I just accepted it. There’s not much I can do. The good thing is that since it’s only one class I only have to take one class, or take the test again. It’s still summer school, but it’s less time hopefully.” She gave me a weak smile, I would have returned it if it wasn’t for the door slamming from the living room, and I was too stunned to do anything. I stood up from my chair. Into the kitchen came the girl who was talking to Ava in the music room, and it the hallway. She didn’t take my breath away.
“Hey,” she said nonchalantly, “Gabriella, your girlfriends’ best friend.”
I was shocked; I started choking on my pasta and soon caught my breath. I turned to Ava, “You told her?!”
“She gilted me into it! Literally!” She exclaimed, “Trust me I’m best friends with her she won’t tell a soul.” She explained. I believed.
“Not a soul?” I asked directly to her while sitting back down.
She raised her hand, “Not a soul,” She took a seat next to Ava and stared at me, “So,” she finally said, and “Why are you so into keeping it a secret?”
“What do you mean?” Asked Ava, but I knew what she meant. She was questioning whether I was worth Avas’ time.
“Because,” I answered, but not before taking another bite of pasta, I swallowed and continued, “I don’t want her getting super horrible hate. I see how Danielle, Eleanor, and Perrie get it, and it’s horrible. I don’t want her to go through that.” I explained simply.
She didn’t change her serious facial expression. No one talked for a while until Gabriella broke the silence, “Fine I like him,” She stated. She got up, and walked out of the house. I thought she might be going to bathroom or something, but the door slammed and I knew we were alone.
“What was that?” I asked. I had no idea what was going on.
“She approves. That’s good. I promise. I doubt she’ll tell, she owes me too much. Like me helping her hide all her boyfriend’s/toys.”
“Am I your toy?” I asked curious.
“No….” She said after a while, “You’re just my Niall.”
Ava got up and put her plate in the sink. I did the same, and started with the dishes.
“No, it’s fine; I’ll do that in the morning.” She said.
“No, it’s my favor,” I insisted, “You just go to bed.”
“… K,” She got on her tippy toes, but she was still not tall enough, I lifted her up with my wet hands from the soap and water and she just shrieked. I have a thing for washing the dishes with cold water for some reason. She started laughing and I did too. I kissed her goodnight, and she went to her room.
****
I was down stairs in the basement online. I answered some DM’s since everyone kept asking why I was so MIA. I still don’t know what that stands for… I was on tumblr when I noticed a picture of me here in Chicago. As in me, here, in Chicago. It was a picture badly taken, and if it wasn’t for the fact that I had on the same clothing as I did this morning I would deny it was even me. For now I’ll stick with no comment. It was a picture of me holding hands with Ava, while I was walking her those two blocks. I didn’t think Paparazzi would be willing to go this far south. Management is going to kill me.
I barely managed to escape the chopping board from management thanks to the boys. I don’t know what’s going to happen now.
I decided to sleep it off, but I went to Ava’s twitter first. She hasn’t tweeted in like three days, but she got mentions. People hated on her like crazy, people calling her a slut, a bitch, a slag, and some things I wouldn’t dare repeat. How could I have been so careless?!
I hadn’t gotten word from the boys since they were all home, or in London. I noticed how Harry was on Twitter, so I decided to Skype him.
After about a minute or so he answered.
“NIALL!” shouted Louis into screen. His mouth was taking up the whole view so I saw nothing but black. It took the camera a while to adjust to the new view, when that was done with I saw all four boys smiling at me.
“Hi boys!” I said cheerily into the screen.
They all said ‘hi’, and of course it was Harry who would ask first.
“So how’s Ava?” He asked.
“She’s good, she’s upstairs sleeping.” I answered.
“Already?” Asked Lou shocked, “What time is it over there, what… 11?”
“Ten, but it’s been a long day.”
“What kind of Long day…?” Asked Harry cheekily.
“Harry!” Exclaimed Liam repulsed by his question, “That his and Ava’s business not ours!” Harry muttered a sorry but then Liam asked, “Have you though?”
“No!” I said. Does no one get the part of too soon, we’ve only been dating for a couple of days, I’m not going to sleep with her right now!
“Fine then!” Said Zayn, “Is she your girlfriend yet?” They all smiled towards me at the idea. I couldn’t help but blush and they all cooed at me.
Then Lou and Hazza were prancing around the room all giddy.
“It’s only been like two days though, it’s nothing like, ‘Oh let’s get married’ or something!” I explained.
“Of course we get it. We also get how now Harry here, is the only lone wolf in our pack!” said Zayn. Oh yeah….
“I am not!” exclaimed Harry stopping in his tracks in the background, “I’m with Lou, right Lou?”
“Right!” assured Lou.
“So how is she taking the whole drama llama thing?” asked Liam. Of course he would ask about her on take. He was always the caring on of the bunch.
“You guys saw the tweets huh?” I asked.
“And the pictures.” Stated Zayn matter of factly.
“She hasn’t said anything, but the hate got to her at first. Then she said she was okay.”
“She’s only okay because your there!” stated Harry. Both Lou and he were wrestling in the background. Typical.
“Are you sure she’s just not there for the temporary fame?” warned Zayn, he always was worried about that stuff. But I don’t have to worry about that with Ava.
“No, to her I’m just an average guy,” I explained.
“Well that’s mean,”commented Harry. He was grinning. We all turned to him in disbelief, “Get it?” He asked, “Mean, cause she thinks he’s just another average guy. Average, Mean…. C’mon it’s simple maths!” He exclaimed.
We stared at him for a while, a couple seconds later Lou sighs, and hits Hazza in the balls. Harry collapsed on the ground, and they just turned back to the screen. You’d think harry would know this simple math by now:
Bad Pun= Punched in the balls by Lou. Always!
“Well guys, I’m going to sleep. I’ll talk to you guys later or something.” I said, while waving goodbye. I closed by laptop and went upstairs to check on Ava.
She was sound asleep on her bed with nothing on except for her overlarge shirt. It was one of those keep calm shirts, but her said, ‘I won’t keep calm and you could shut the fuck up.’
I smiled, it suits her. I close the door behind me and went down stairs to my Minnie room. It was small but it was comfy, like my room from back home. I felt at home here. Too bad there selling the house a week after Ava was supposed to leave. Wait, so where’s Ava’s going to live?
Things just keep getting more and more complicated. This one thing isn’t just ruining London, but the entire plan in general. The plan was Bullet proof.
I dragged myself into bed, and instantly fell asleep as my head hit my pillow.
*****
“Ava!” I shouted up the stairs. She was already late for school, but I couldn’t hear her rushing. She came down the stairs towards the basement where I was waiting in the kitchen with waffles ready.
She is going to be so happy!
“What’s up?” she asked. She looked a bit glum, and it’s like if she was reminded herself she can’t go to London with her shirt.
She was wearing a loose navy T-shirt with the British flag imprinted on it, with some Red Skinny jeans, and Navy loafers.
Her straight brown hair was in a high pony, and it was still reaching the top of her back.
She looked beautiful.
Her face however, was glum. She must be thinking about London.
“I was on the phone with the School and-” I said, but was interrupted by Ava.
“Niall you can stop trying now what’s done is done. And-”
I went to the voicemail machine, to listen to the voicemail left. The annoying ladies voice opened with a greeting,
“Hello, this is Mrs.Usan from Brooks College Prep, We are pleased to inform you that your child, Avery Granados, is going to be part of 2012’s graduating class. Congratulations and have a good day.”
The line went dead. I turned smiling at Ava. She was smiling the widest I have ever seen her.
“So…” I said, “Now what?”
“Now we go out!” She declared while taking a bite from a waffle.
“Where?” I asked, while taking the waffle from her hand and take a bite. I put it on the table and she leads me out the door.
“Don’t you have to go to school?” I asked.
“No, I’m graduating remember? I don’t have to go anymore!” She said while grinning.
“Okay then, why are we going?” I asked.
“Out,” she said plainly, “I’M GRADUATING!” She shouted out to no one. She was so cute.
She ran back upstairs, and I could hear her shuffling through her room. What was she doing?
I went to go change. I just put on some jeans, A T-shirt, and some trainers. I didn’t know the even so I’m going for casual.
***--Ava’s POV--
I went to go change, this shirt, would no longer make any sense. I got my hat, and let my hair fly loosely. I really don’t like my hair since it’s so plain and just goes straight down. But today I liked how it had some waves in it thanks to the braid I wore to bed. I put on my ‘1D’ Tank Top, and wore some Kiki Skinny jeans with Bright chunky shoe boots. It added to my height, with about five inches which really didn’t make much of a difference. Compared to Niall though, I was only like five inches shorter. I actually liked how I looked.
I know how much Niall likes Mexican food, like Harry, so I figured one of those taco stands on the corners. I decided to delete my twitter, then that way I can’t get hurt so much. My tumblr’s safe, and my Facebook’s useless so I’m deleting that puppy as well. Goodbye life, hello blogging obsession!
I went back down stairs and waited for Niall to come out. I was swinging on the chair in circles until I heard the door close. Even with only a ‘T’ and jeans with gym shoes, he looked good. The shirt showed his arm strength which made me go weak.
“Ready to go?” I asked stopping from my spin cycle. HA! Spin Cycle, I feel like if I’m in the washer.
“Yeah,” He walked over, and took my head. I followed him out the door, and right when we were out the doors I noticed something.
“Ha!” I said, “I’m finally like three inches shorter!”
“It’s only three inches,” He snickered.
“Shut up,” I said. It was my worst come back yet.
I leaned in to kiss him and we walked towards the taco stands. I’m starving.
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