Apartment 239 [Niam]

3

Niall Horan

I walked through the door of my cozy home and my mum came running down the stairs hugging me extra tight. I hugged back of course. I was a little taken back by the hug because she never really does that so it was little unexpected.

"Niall honey, where have you been? You were suppose to be home 30 minutes ago. I was starting worry that something happened to you." My mum asked.

"Umm, there was a long line at Mcdonalds." I lied. If my mom was to find out that I made friends with the guy who lives in apartment 239, she would freak and ground me forever. She believes that he's some kind of kidnapper holding kids hostage in his apartment. If only she really knew Liam.

"Oh ok, well get ready for bed baby boy. It's a school night." She replied.

"Mummy, don't call me that." I folded my arms and pouted like a little child.

"Well, you are my baby boy. You're the youngest and you still call me mummy." She gave me a kiss on the cheek and I walked upstairs to my room.

I was too lazy and tired to get in the shower so I just took off my all clothes except for my boxers and got into bed and went to sleep.

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The next day was crazy when I arrived at school.

Apparently my so called 'friends' spread the juice about me going into apartment 239. Everyone was running up to me asking was it true. And when I mean everyone I mean everyone. The nerds, the jocks, the plastics, cheerleaders...you name them.

"Omg Niall did you really go into apartment 239?"

"Dude no way, is it true that you really went into apartment 239?"

"Kid you got the balls to do some crazy shit like that."

Everyone who ran up to me, I just pushed pass and went to my next class. This went on all morning, then when lunch came by it got worse.

When I walked into the cafeteria everyone looked up at me and started clapping. People were asking me to sit at their table. All except the people sitting at the table by the garbage. Totally ignoring me. The nerds as people like to call them but I call them my two best mates.

Zayn and Harry.

Zayn has jet black hair styled into a high quif. He has slightly tanned skin, hazel eyes that I honestly wish I had and wears black glasses.

Harry on the hand has curly brown hair, green emerald eyes, kinda pale skin like mine, and doesn't wear glasses.

I went over and sat at their table. They looked up at me, rolled their eyes and went back to eating.

"You're not allowed to sit here anymore. No assholes allowed." Zayn spoke up.

"Look lads, I know you probably don't want to be my friend anymore-"

"You're damn right we don't want to be your friend anymore. Niall you left us just so you can be popular. Did you ever even care about us? Were we ever your friends?" Zayn cuts me off. His eyes started to glisten. He's right I did leave them. I'm starting to wish I hadn't.

"Zayn just listen please. I'm sorry ok. You guys were always my friends but I was just getting sick of the hurtful words they say to us. Just all the hate. And Zayn you know everytime they say something mean, I take it to heart. I thought that if I was popular it would all go away. But I come to find out that leaving you guys to become popular wasn't really worth it. I had to wear certain clothes, say certain words, do certain things. But again it wasn't worth loosing you guys. They weren't even my mates. I am truly, madly, deeply sorry for everything. You guys can forgive me when ever you want. Just please be my best mates again." My voice cracked. Zayn and Harry looked at each other.

"You can be our best mate again but it's gonna take some time for us to forgive you." Harry said.

I gasp. "Ohhh Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you. You guys mean the world to me. I promise I won't do anything like that again."

"So, Niall I've been dying to ask you. Did you really go into apartment 239? Zayn asked.

I laughed. "Yes, guys I did. And the guy look lives there is 24 and thinks society is dangerous. But he is really hot. He looks like he should be in fifty shades of grey. I made mates with him. And got his number."
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AND ANOTHER UPDATE. WOAH I'M ON A ROLL.

GUYS I AM OBSESSED WITH THE SONGS "me" AND "chocolate" BY THE 1975.

ANYWAY NEXT UPDATE SOON.

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~Cam