Never Let Go (Ziall) *Undergoing EXTREME Editing

Chapter One: Summer

Readers Beware!! This is my first book and the writing wasn't the best. It still gives me the chills. It's currently unedited and I need to fix it up soon. If you don't mind reading badly written material, you can feel free to read it. You've been warned... please don't be upset if you find it bad.

However, if you do choose to read it, uhh... leave a comment? P: Thanks. x

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NIALL POV

A warm pleasant breeze blew through my windows. It feels so nice out today, not too windy, even though it's the city of Chicago. "Niall, honey, it's time to get ready for school!" I heard a voice call me. My eyes opened slowly.

I groaned. It was the last day of school, and summer is finally beginning. I didn't think it was possible, but I made it. Now... what to wear... what to wear...?

"Come on Niall, you're going to be late, hurry." I mumbled to myself. I threw on a gray hoodie, and some blue gym shorts. Whatever, it's the last day, there's no point in wasting so much time on clothes. I ran downstairs and grabbed a cereal bar.

"I'm going now, bye Aunt Lisa!" I yelled before quickly leaving the house.

I've been living with my aunt when I was little, because both my parents passed away. My mom got in an accident when I was three, and my dad died from... heart problems. The truth is, all the members from my dad's side of the family never make it past the age of twenty-one.

Which is freaking crazy... How the heck is it possible that they all found love at such a young age; I never even kissed anyone yet.

But yeah, I learned that when I was six, when my dad passed away and my brother told me that one day he won't be there for me, either. In fact, he passed away not too long ago. I miss him; he was my best friend. I mean, I try not to think about it because that would make me more sad. I was a brave kid back then, I didn't worry about death when I first knew about it, and I know that I should to live my life happy and not think about tomorrow. For  tomorrow's problems should be tomorrow, and today's for today.

The bus arrived as usual, and I climbed on. As soon as I did, I was greeted by my two bestfriends: Jen and Jordon, the twins.

"Ready for summer, Niall? We're gonna have so much fun!" Jordon said excitedly. "Jordon, you really need to calm down, not everyone's as excited as you." Jen muttered, pulling Jordon back into his seat.

I smiled. Yup, I've been friends with them ever since the age of six, and they never cease to amaze me. They always try to cheer me up when I'm sad, and they're there for me when I need someone. Then at the age of twelve, I finally told them about my problems.

"So, we're gonna go to parties, the beach, the movies, the mall, and everything, right Niall?" Jordon said, nudging my shoulder. "Oh and then there's that awesome trip to Florida next week."

Yeah, there was. "Can't wait." I said, licking my lips. It was the annual senior trip. Every year the graduating senior class gets to go to a different place, last year was New York. This year, we're going to Florida, Orlando. "Hey, we're here, We'll see you at lunch, Nialler." Jen said and pulled Jordon off the bus along with her.

After this summer, I'll be attending college, and my high school life will be finished. Within less than thirty-six hours, it'll be graduation, and my whole entire life will change forever. I walked into the building, towards my locker, when I realized something. I didn't need to go to my locker anymore, I cleaned it out last week. I guess I was still not used to it...

I turned around and walk into my first period class, when I saw my history teacher: Mr. Gomez. The truth is, I never really liked history. It's so bogus. How the hell is history going to help me in the future? It's history.

I took my usual seat in back of the room, where I could see what everyone is doing. But, it's not like I cared anyways. The bell rang signifiying that class had begun. About fifteen minutes later, my eyes begin to droop. Why is he still teaching us when it's the freaking last day of school. Why?

"You're late again, Mister Malik." Mr. Gomez said in an unamused manner. A boy with a quiffed up hair walked through the door, shuffling his feet with each step. Everytime I see him, he seems to have this bad boy vibe all the time. In fact, for some reason I felt like he belonged in a gang, did drugs, and other bad things along those lines.

But I wouldn't know, because we never really talk and we're from completely different cliques.

"So, as I was saying, the urban liberalism from the progressive era was formed by the middle class..." He continued to talk on, while my eyelids themselves, lifted weights. I think... I'll just close my eyes for a few big seconds...

Big mistake.

"Niall Horan, can you tell me what were the strengths of the Urban Liberalism?" The teacher questioned. My eyes shot open, and I almost fell out of my chair. "Aphemerm... what?" I murmured quickly. Laughter filled the room, and my face fell red. Around me, there were obvious faces of people laughing. "Pay attention Niall, it's not summer yet-"

And coincidentally, the bell rings.

ZAYN POV

Okay, I was late again, but you can't blame me. It's not that I didn't want to be tardy for the last day of school; I was held up. My girlfriend Perrie was not letting me go, unless I kissed her, then the kiss became one long snogging session.

"You're late again, Mister Malik." Mr. Gomez said.

I ignored him continuing to walk. Through the corner of my eyes, I caught Niall glance at me. Nobody knows, but I'm actually bisexual, and also have had a small guy crush on him for two years, when I first saw him at his locker. It was those crystal blue eyes, that first caught my attention.

It's kinda sad that I never had a chance to talk to him, because we were never really close...

"Hey, Zayn," Michael whispered to me. "Hey," I replied. Michael was my friend for the longest, the closest actually. He was a really cool guy that everyone liked. That gained me a few popularity points.

He said some more things to me, but I wasn't paying attention because I was daydreaming. Just about stupid stuff, when I heard everyone burst into laughter around me. I sat there in confusion as to what just happened. Everything almost clicked when I looked at the rosy cheeks on Niall's embarrassed face.

NIALL POV

"Hey Niall, over here!" Jen called out, sitting next to Jordan who was already stuffing his face with a chicken wing. I took the seat beside Jen and placed my tray down.

"Graduation's so close. We're going to be in college together, spending every moment like this," Jordon babbled excitedly. "Then when we graduate from there-" he froze, looking blankly at me. I guess I kinda knew why.

"It's okay Jordon, don't worry." I looked at Jordon who was began to face down. Jen bit her lips. "It's not fair, Niall, you're never did anything wrong?" Jordon questioned in disbelief.

"Life's not fair..." I replied, resting my head on my hand.

6/15/13

It was the last day of school today, and graduation's almost here. I know I'm ready for this. I've waited four years for this day.

But today, I want to talk to you about something else. I've never really liked talking about this subject, because it brings back bad memories of my dad, even though I don't really remember him that well, but my brother. We've grown up together practically, and he left me all alone. But I'll be joining him soon in three years.

My friend brought up this problem earlier today, to be honest, I am really scared. I'm scared of leaving Jen and Jordon and aunt Lisa. I hope they don't miss me too much, I don't want them to be too sad about me leaving. I've grown up with them all and we've had some of the best times ever.

My aunt's calling me for dinner now, got to go, I'll write more later when I have time.

-Niall