The Boy with a Guitar and a Voice

Music rooms

It wasn't as if he was walking to exactly me, there were people behind me, it could be anyone, but he was stopping and talking to people on his way over. 

Keep calm Aria, keep calm, damn it. 

His blue eyes, were making small contact with me, they slithered down and back up again with a raised eyebrow. i looked down too, I wasn't wearing anything bad, black skinny jeans, a baggy 1975 swearter and some doc martins. I looked horrific, seeing as my black jeans had dirt stains on them, my shoes had mud plastered from top to bottom, and my sweater was wrinkled. I had no make-up on, and i had a spot developing on my chin, and i had my glasses instead of my contacts on.

great, Aria, the day you make no effort is the day you get noticed.

I had to be cool, i started flicking through my phone, just swipping and smiling, pretending i was having a cnversation with someone.

"someone say something nfunny?" His voice made me shake. I nodded and went back to my phone, not making any contact. 

"Are you Aria then?" he asked, putting his hands in his pocket. I nodded again, like a twat.

"Ms Owen wants you to visit her office, she has something for you, looks like a guitar, you play?" I looked up then, the one thing i was sure i was more obsessed with was my guitar. I nodded to him again and put my phone in my pocket. I put one foot forward to begin walking but he put his arm out, bent a little and whispered in my ear,

"Becareful, wouldn't want you tripping over my foot again would we?" My mouth dropped open, his face showed amusement, i gave a smirk, bent my head, and stepped over his size 10 foot, and made my way over to Ms Owens. 

Again Aria, you done it again! Why can't you just speak to him!

I replayed our two minutes together, could of been longer if i opened my mouth, which is usually never shut. I signed my name into the office book and stepped in.

"Um, I was told to come here by Niall?He said something about my guitar?" The desk lady seemed shocked that I only said Niall, if you didn't know him, you called him Niall Horan, it wasn't that he told you to, it just always slipped out, marking how important he was. 

'Yeah, i'll go fetch it for you." She didn't exactly look like she wanted to go get it, but she didn't seem to have a choice. I looked over the desk, and saw post-it notes plastered all over the table. I looked for anything about me, but nothing was there, Alexis had to leave early for a dentists appointment. I saw Nialls name caught my eye, I reached for it but the door flung open.

"What do you think your doing?There's nothing there for you Aria!" 

"I um, thought Alexis was me, wondering why I had a dentist appointment, anyway thank you." I grabbed dmy guitar from her hands and went through the double doors, toward the music classroom. The last time I was there...well it wasn't good, I just needed to face my fear and just look in. As I got closer, flashbacks of the night came through, my body was trembling. I saw a shadow sitting there, I looked through the window.

And there he was, strumming his guitar. 

oh god, oh god, turn around and walk away, Aria!

But me being a retard, my guitar whacked the door, making me jump and him jog over to open it.

"Need a hand?" He asked, about to bend over and reach for the guitar, that was now lying on the floor.

"Uh, no i got it, thanks." I mumbled, reaching it out of his grasp.

"So you can talk!" He smirked. God that smirk was sexy. I stared at him with a blank face. 

"oookayyy, you need the room?" He asked, scratching the back of his head.

"no no, its fine, you were here first." I felt sick, thinking of what happened the last time.

"nah, its fine you can join me." He smiled. I didn't want to, i need to go to the office.

"No, i really ca-" Vomit exploded from my mouth, all on my doc martins, and onto his vans, saliva dribbled down my chin, and i passed out.