mixed || n.h

9

"you guys made out?" bri gasped, setting her book bag on her bed.

"yup," november happy squealed, playing with one of her ringlets.

"did you enjoy it? did he stuff his tongue down your throat?" bri smirked.

"what? no, ew, bri. but to answer your first question, yes, i did enjoy it. i've never done anything like that before."

bri nodded in response, beginning to take her hair out of the braids she put it in the previous night. "i'm so happy for you, nov. finally you meet someone who understands what you have to go through everyday. oh! and did he tell you why he ditched class to come over here?"

november shook her head, "no, i just assumed he ditched class to see me."

"he defended you in front of everyone in his english class or something. like, he almost beat the shit out of some kid for you. i heard it was because the guy was making racist comments towards you but who knows. the rumors have been going around."

november gave bri a confused look, but shrugged it off. she was too happy to question anything.

after a moment of silence, bri spoke, "so when's the wedding?"

☄

niall finished studying for his weekly math quiz, but he was probably going to fail, because he couldn't stop thinking about how amazing his girlfriend was.

he told zayn and chloe about his and november's makeout session, and they were happy for him. zayn called him a "pimp" and he rolled his eyes, because that was basically his first real kiss, but zayn didn't have to know that.

like always, zayn and chloe were in the corner of the room making out, but niall didn't mind this time. all he wanted to do was call november and tell her how he wanted to makeout with her again, but that would be weird, so he decided against it.

niall's phone began to ring, so he made his way across the room and answered it, smiling when he saw the name "Blaxican Angel 😍" on the screen.

"hey, babe."

"is it true? what you did for me in your english class or whatever," november asked on the other line.

"you heard?"

"bri told me. everyone is talking about it. you didn't have to do that."

niall looked back at zayn and chloe, who were now cuddling on zayn's bed, fast asleep.

"baby, i'm your boyfriend. it's my job to defend you."

"i know but-"

"no buts," niall interrupted, smiling when he heard november giggle on the other line.

"okay."

"what are you up to?" niall asked, walking over to his bed and lying down.

"i was just on the phone with my mom. she really wants to meet you."

"you told her about us?" he asked, amused.

"of course. haven't you told your mom about us?"

"yeah i've mentioned you once or twice. she's happy for me."

there was a brief silence. niall didn't know what else to say. he was so awkward over the phone.

"niall?"

"yeah, baby?"

"i really really like you," november confessed quietly.

niall stared at the ceiling, placing his hand behind his head, "i really really like you too."