The Parallels (Larry Stylinson+Niall Horan)

Chapter 2

Eyrie

As we entered the crowded hallway, I felt a wave of hot air brush past me. The heat was immense and that made me wonder what the scene would be like after the last period. But all of that just didn't matter at the moment because I was walking side by side with my new crush in a new school in a new town and it was all just too exciting, making me extremely self-conscious at the same time. My brain was on a roller coaster of multiple thoughts all rushing in at once.

Does he like me? Am I acting strange? Are my clothes all right? Is something stuck in my teeth from the breakfast I had? Does he find me attractive? Am I coming off like a jerk? Should I say something? Where exactly is the front desk? Why did the other boy in the car look familiar? How can someone be so cute and hot at the same time? His glasses look so good on him. Will we have common classes? Why is my brain spiralling???!!!

Amidst all the fuss inside my mind, I was looking forward to getting my schedule and hoping that I'd have at least one class the same as him. We reached the desk after a few turns which I did not register as I was busy examining the boy walking beside me and thinking too much. The lady at the desk looked like she was in her late 40s, she had short hair and wore crescent-moon like glasses. She reminded me of Dumbledore. My eyes shifted to her badge. Ava Brown.

Just as I was about to say something, she spoke up. "Hello Niall, it's nice to see you again. Is this one of your friends?" she asked, nodding her head towards me. "Hello, Ava. Yes, she is..." he trailed off and looked at me expectantly. I didn't understand what was going on at first but then I remembered. Of course! He didn't know my name.

"Uh.. Hello, my name is Eyrie Snow." I said in a shaky voice because I felt extremely weak-kneed. My hands were sweating and I could feel my head spinning. I'm not usually this nervous but lets just say something was exceptionally different today.

"Oh yes! Hello dear. Just wait for a second, I have your schedule signed and ready." she smiled and exited into a door behind where she was standing. I liked her tone. She seemed sweet and helpful. We stood there for less than a minute when she came back smiling, that's what she seemed to do always, and handed me two pieces of paper, one containing my schedule and the other one with my locker number and combination. Niall immediately jumped and asked, "What's your first class today? I can help you find it" taking the schedule out of my hands carefully, so as to not see my combination. He then examined the schedule for a few minutes, as if reading it whole and then gave me a wide smile. Apparently, my first class was literature. "Ahh. Mrs Gibson. You're quite lucky. She's an amazing teacher and I'm sure you'll have no trouble getting through your first period" he said, still smiling comfortingly.

We decided to go through my locker first. He took me to what seemed like the area for all the tenth graders. The walls were full of long lines of blue, metallic lockers with locks hanging in the holes. The sound of the opening and closing of locker doors was deafening. I ignored it and walked up to mine, put in my code, stuffed a few extra books from my bag into it, gently closed the flap mixing the numbers on my lock and getting ready to walk again.

We walked down a few hallways and stopped in front of a blue door with a little glass window in the middle of the upper half. He turned to face me and said, "Hope you have a good day. It was nice meeting you." I immediately took a deep breath and asked the question I had been thinking about all along. "Do we have any classes in common?" I spoke so quickly that I was surprised he could make out what I had said.

He broke into laughter. He looked so beautiful when he did that. His blue eyes glittered like the sea under sunlight, he threw his head backwards and got lost in his own heartfelt and overjoyed laugh for a moment before speaking,"I'm your senior. I'm in eleventh grade. We won't be having the same classes. My cheeks burnt and flushed red in embarrassment. I put my head down. I felt like an idiot while he looked at me as if he was amused by my stupidity. He probably noticed my expression because he immediately continued, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to put you down like that. I was just charmed by your innocence. Anyway, I should get going now. See you around and make sure you have a good day." He gave me his smile one last time before leaving. That was a lot of smiles for a day, I thought.

I turned around and entered the room. There was a board and the teachers table on the right side and seats for students on the left. Most of the seats were occupied, the children were busy chattering and thankfully, not many people noticed me. Mrs Gibson was not there yet. I walked in further and sat down on a vacant seat. After putting my bag down, I rested my elbows on the table-like section of the seat and my face in my hands. Then I got lost in the happenings of a while ago.

CHARMED. He really said charmed. He was charmed by my innocence! It was all a little too much to take. I was pretty bummed by the fact that he was a year ahead of me and yet, I couldn't help but feel happy at the amount of attention I received from him. I loved the way he cared about my feelings even though he barely knew me. I thought he was too precious for this world. He was one of the kindest people I'd met with the most attractive face I'd ever seen. He was perfect.

My thoughts were interrupted when the teacher entered the class with a warm welcoming look on her face and then happened the thing I dreaded the most. I became the centre of attention. "Hello, my dear children. We have a new face amongst us. Welcome, Eyrie." she said walking towards me and gesturing me to stand up.

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I personally dread doing introductions in front of a whole class or literally anyone. What about you?

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