My Salvation

5.) Nice To Meet You

Brenna's P.O.V

As I leave out of Mr.Styles' room, I can't help but wonder. What made me do this and why do I have such affection towards my teacher? What does he have that no other man has given me in my whole entire life. I just don't understand the way I feel right now. I'm so confused.

As I look at my schedule right now, I see that I have a class in 20 minutes. The class is literature. Well I love literature so this should be okay. I see that it's in Deckers Hall, which is on the other side of campus. I like to be early for my class so I start to head over there.

The heels that I am wearing seems to disagree with me, as one gets stuck in the grass. I was waiting for that impact to come to my face as I was falling but it never did. I was waiting for the laughter to come and the humiliation to settle in but that didn't come either. But what did come was the feeling of two strong arms wrapped around my waist pulling me up.

As I was set back on the ground, I thought that it was Mr. Styles who had saved me. I was hoping it was. But when I looked up to my saviors face I was disappointed to see that it was a mere student that I didn't know the name of.

He was hot! That's all I have to say. His hair was in a quiff and it was blonde. it was so perfect and it looked soft. I just wanted to run my hands through it. His lips were a pinkish color that made them look plumb and kissable. His eyes were a crystal blue just like mine. I could just get lost in them. They seem to never end as they stare back into mine. He has prominent collarbones and his biceps were huge. I could tell he worked out. He wore a gray V-neck that made his abs visible and blue jeans with white converse. He looked very very hot. But I was too busy checking him out to notice that he was talking to me.

"Hello princess? Where did you go? Hey come back." Mystery hot guy says, as he snaps his fingers in front of my face bringing me back out of my daze.

"Oh yeah sorry I just blacked out for a minute but umm. Thank you for saving me. It would've been a nasty fall if you wasn't there." I say as embarrassment fills my cheeks and makes them look more darker than the tomato in the cafeteria. I could tell he noticed by the smirk that was forming on his face.

"Oh yeah sure princess. No problem. Thank you for being such a catch though." He is full on smiling now dimples and pearly white perfect teeth showing. He just looks better and better by the second.

"By the way, I see you have a class in Deckers Hall I also have class there right now mind if I walk you?" He says.

Hell yes you could walk me anytime. "Sure. Why not." I say, laughing at myself for what I was about to say.

As we walk he tells me about our teacher "His name is Zayn Malik and he's a really cool guy, but he's really strict so don't let him fool ya!" He says in a thick Irish accent.

"Sorry I just noticed your exit but where are you from? If you don't mind me asking that is."

"No problem at all princess. I'm from Mullingar, Ireland."

"Well that explains the accent. Why are you here. In America I mean?" I ask curiosity dripping from my voice.

"Business you could say." He says giving me a smirk. He looks at me like he knows something that I don't, but should.

We enter a room and I see that is the room we needed to be for literature. I look at the clock and see that we have 5 minutes before class starts. The room is completely empty with the exception of me and- wow I don't even know the studs name

"Hey what's your name by the way." He beats me to the punch and ask the question I was just thinking.

"Brenna. Brenna Lee. How about you."

"Niall. Niall James Horan."
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If you guys don't get it now you is the arch nemesis to hairy so boom goes the dynamite in this chapter is dedicated to @VanessaVrieze thank you babe for the inspiration.