One Dumb Dare (Nouis, Niam, Larry)

Chapter 9

Guys I just read "99 Days Without You" an omg I cried like an ocean. And ate like 1729492716717281917272 gallons of ice cream.

It so fucking sad but its so amazing.

SO BEAUTIFUL! READ IT! (warning you will cry)

I'm like 17292717182782829282881811.7% done.

Okay now onto my story.

As usuall language is bad, there some suggestive material.... Heh

But other than that I made this one pretty long just for you guys.

Hope ya like it :3 ^.^

enjoy babes!:)<3 xxxxx

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Chapter 9

Niall POV

Niall smiled as Louis name glazed across his screen.

From Louis:))

'meet me behind the school. I have to talk to you..'

Niall grinned and checked the clock to see the period ended in ten minutes he looked back down at his phone.

To Louis:))

'bet there in ten xX'

"mr.horan, they're should only be two reasons your hands are under your desk, and neither are allowed in school." the teacher suddenly yelled, Niall jumped in his seat as the class burst into laughter, the Irish lads pale cheeks turned a dark red shade. "phone, now." the teacher held out her hand, reluctantly Niall stood from his desk and gave up his phone, the teacher looked down at it. "planning to skip, are we now Mr.Horan?" she asked glaring daggers from behind her glasses at the small blonde boy, Niall gulped feeling uncomfortable under the teachers intense gaze. "talk to me after class, sit down." she sighed running her fingers through her grey hair, Niall nodded shyly and made his way over to his desk and sat down.

When the ten minutes passed Niall stood up and made his way over to the teachers desk while the students filed out of the class. "ah, mr.horan. As you know I do not allow texting in my class, and skipping class is in fact frowned upon." she said lacing her fingers together in a proper way, Niall had to stop himself from wrinkling his nose in disgust from the pounds of make up on her wrinkly face. Why did she even bother with make up? She's too old for it. Niall gulped, and looked away from the teacher, Niall hated teachers. They always talk down to you, and very rarely do they show any respect.

"yes I am aware ma'am, I'm sorry for texting when I should have been listening." Niall apologized, it was crisp and clean cut any teacher would be surprised to hear one of the students give such a proper apology.

"your a good kid Niall, your smart, but Louis.. I don't think thats your best choice in friendship." she said looking up at Niall worriedly, Niall felt insulted.

She didn't know Louis, not like Niall knew him, she saw Louis the way the rest of the people in this school does. But that isn't louis, Louis is so far from who he acts like around these people. She didn't have respect for louis, like Niall did. She didn't see the smile he hid, like Niall did. She didn't care for Louis, the way Niall did. Niall cared for Louis more than he cared for his own well being. Maybe it was dangerous and risky to be with Louis. But Niall loved that, he loved watching over Louis. He loved being able to hold Louis. He loved to talk to Louis, he loved to see the real Louis. He loved Louis. But she didn't know any of this, she saw Louis as a bad influence. Louis wasn't a bad influence, Niall was pretty screwed up himself actually. But he would never admit that to anyone, buy Harry. Because Harry of coarse knew. He had read the paper Niall had written for his eyes and his eyes only. And there's another reason for Niall to dislike his teacher, she tricked them all into sharing some of there darkest secrets.