mixed || n.h

8

ever since the couple kissed, they were both on cloud 9.

niall was surprised when november told him he was her first kiss. he had assumed she had been kissed by her first love, somebody, but she's only had one boyfriend, but she was 14 and says she wouldn't count it as anything, since they only dated for two days.

the two were inexperienced at everything. bri said they were cute, because they were each others' first at basically everything, but they had only kissed a couple times since then, and november didn't want to do anything she would regret. it's not that she didn't trust niall, it's just that she was afraid of messing something up.

niall, on the other hand, was scared of messing up again. they had only been dating for a couple weeks now, and niall was fine with how things were going, but zayn kept pressuring him and pressuring him to make a move. he obviously wasn't going to listen to zayn, because the longest relationship he's had was three months. niall wanted his and november's relationship to last a long time.

"today, class, we're going to be reading a book you probaby read back in middle school, but, i think we should go over it," niall's english teacher, mr. loya said, passing a tray full of books around the room.

"i think it's important for you all to go back and reread 'the diary of anne frank', because the holocaust was such an important event. although it only affected a certain group of people, there are many other races that have gone through hardships as well. with a partner, go over the highlighted paragraphs on page 72, and talk about them. you have half the period. go."

niall looked around the room, looking for someone to partner up with. everyone was taken, except a guy named, ricky, who niall wasn't really fond of. he walked over, sitting next to him.

"you're the only one available so," niall grumbled, opening the book to the assigned page.

ricky gave him a look, rolling his eyes and opening up his book to the same page.

"aren't you dating that light skinned chick?" ricky said out of nowhere.

"her name is november, and yeah, i am," niall set his book down, blood boiling.

niall was raised to respect everyone, no matter what race they were, no matter what sexuality they were, no matter who they were. he grew up in a mostly white town, and had one black friend named, william. william was niall's best friend, and they did pretty much everything together. niall always defended him when his other "friends" called him the n word and made fun of his hair.

"may i ask why? i mean, she doesn't really seem like your type," ricky shrugged.

"what? because she's mixed?" niall spat back.

"well, all i'm going to say is, there's plenty of other girls like us who are way hotter. have you seen alexa? i heard she was into you."

girls like us. the words echoed in niall's head. he wasn't interested in anyone else but november. he didn't care if she wasn't white, so why did everyone else seem to care?

"listen here, asshole," niall stood up, grabbing rosen's shirt. "my girlfriend is the hottest fucking girl at this school, and i don't care if you, or anyone else," he looked around the room, people were staring, "thinks otherwise. i don't care if you don't approve of us dating just because of the color of her skin. it's 2015. get a fucking clue," he pushed him away, grabbing his things and storming out of the classroom, not caring that mr. loya was calling for him to sit down.

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november sat on her bed, sketching for her next art project. she hummed while doing so, putting her stuff down hearing her phone go off.