Pen Pal (Narry) (boyxboy)
"Harry styles" the teacher said staring at me from his desk. I nodded pushing the black glasses back up my nose. "Come here please" he said softly, the classes attention turned to me. Shaking slightly I got out of my chair; it seemed to make the loudest noise as I pushed it back under the table. Walking up to the desk I heard people whispering, "Is he in trouble?" "He never gets in trouble".
Reaching his desk he stands up from it taking me to outside the door, shutting it while glaring at the class. I fiddle with the hem of my shirt; finally he takes a piece of paper from his pocket. "Harry, ever since you moved to this school I have noticed you haven't made many friends" he said sadly, watching me intently. I haven't made many friends?! I have no friends at all... but I decided not to tell the teacher that.
"So I enrolled you in a program" he smiled handing me the paper. I started at the words... Pen Pal Program. I looked up to his harsh brown eyes "just try it out at least for a few weeks" he said simply, I bit my lip. Writing to someone I hardly know? Hmmm "I'll give it a try" I sighed, scanning over the form. The teacher patted my shoulder beaming at me. "You never know who you could meet" he said before spinning on his heel and re-entering class. I stood there for a minute looking at the possible people I could write to.
One name seemed to stick in out of the thirty or forty names on the page, Niall... why did that name sound so familiar?