New life h.s.

6 // hanging out?

A/N: Longer update than usual. hope you like it :)

Chapter 6:

*Emmas POV*

I felt bad about just slamming the door in Nialls face last night but i was just so embarrassed from lunch. My thoughts are interrupted with a ring at the doorbell, Niall. I quickly grab my phone and bag, but the time i open the door Nialls already in his car waiting for me. 

He looks out the window and sees me staring at him. I quickly scurry to the car and get in. The tension in the car is very evident. I’m about to start a conversation but he’s a step ahead of me. 

“So, I see you and Marcel have become quite good friends. That’s nice for him, he doesn’t really have anyone in school that cares for him but he’s a nice lad, he deserves it. You’ll be good for him.” He told me. I smile before responding.

“Yeah, he’s been a really good friend towards me so far but we haven’t really had a chance to hang out alone yet.”

I feel bad for Marcel because i know that what Niall said is true, he doesn’t have any inside school friends. Him and Harry don’t seem to get along well either, I wonder why. I want to ask Niall if anything happened between them but i feel like i’ll be intruding their life i mean i haven’t even known them for a week. 

“Well we’re here.” Niall said snapping me out of my thoughts. 

I begin to step out the car when Niall grabs my wrist and spins me around in my car. 

“Look Emma, i’m really sorry about what happened yesterday and i just wanted to say that i’m really—“ He began before i interrupted him.

“Niall, calm down i’m not mad at you…… it was just really embarrassing. Please watch where you’re going next time.” I told him with a slight giggle to soften the mood. 

He shows me a smile of relief and then begins to get out the car as well as I do. We walk into school together but soon have to part ways to get to our own lockers. 

“I gotta go to my locker but will i see you at lunch.” He asks hopefully.

“Absolutely. See you then.”

I glance at my watch while walking off. 8:27, shit i only have three minutes to get to class. I decide to skip putting my extra books into my locker, i don’t wanna be late. I have advanced calculus and the teacher is a demon. Thankfully i make it to class right when the first bell rings. I sit next to Marcel but he’s so caught up in his textbooks that he doesn’t notice me sit down next to him.

I get my books out my bag and settle in while the teacher writes down some textbook pages and questions that we have to complete for this lesson. I start working on the fifty something questions for the day. 

I get bored at 36 and decide to take a break. 

“Hey Marcel, what question are you on?” I whisper to him while nudging his elbow. 

“31, these are pretty hard, how bout you?” 

“Ha, i’m on 36.” I brag to him and stick out my tongue. He responds with a slight laugh and goes back to his notebook. Everything, every question, every answer, and every note are neat and color coordinated. Man, this kid has some major OCD. 

“Pssst, Marcel.” He turn around and widens his eyes telling me to go on. 

“Wanna come over today after school?”

He looks at bit taken back and surprised for a second and sits in silence for a moment before smiling slightly.

“um, s-sure that sounds fun.” He slowly stuttered out. It’s so cute when he gets nervous.