After school, my mum texted me and said that she had to go into work today. So I'd have to walk home. I wasn't too excited about that for two main reasons. One, I lived 5 miles away from the school. Two, I don't even know my way back. I groaned and sat on a bench outside of the school.
I grabbed my phone and texted Zayn, telling him I wished he could come pick me up. But he lives like an hour away. He replied with a laughing emoji and said it sucks to suck and that I should just go back to Bradford. I wanted to. See, the thing is, I know I'm. Irish, I lived in Mullingar for most of my life. But my parents got a divorce when I was young, so my mum and I had moved into our own flat in Mullingar, she got a really good job working as a RN in hospitals. She was so good, she would get promoted to other hospitals. So when I was 12, we moved to Bradford, I know it wasn't the best town, but it wasn't horrible.
I met Zayn and his family, we instantly became best friends. We moved last month to Holmes Chapel and I just started school again. So far I wasn't liking this rich place at all. I wanted to go back to Bradford.
I got off of the bench and walked down the front stairs, feeling hopeless because I didn't know where to go.
"Niall!" I heard a voice shout behind me. That voice. It belonged to the Harry kid. I groaned softly as he gently grabbed my arm. He had a huge grin on his face. "Hey, Niall!" He smirked.
I looked at him with annoyance plastered on my face."Yes, Harry?" I asked, clearly not wanting to deal with him right now.
"What are you doing standing here all by yourself, are you waiting for a ride?" He asked. I shook my head and still grimaced at him. "Nope, about to walk home." I answered half honestly.
He bit his bottom lip and scrunched his face up in concentration. I don't know why but I couldn't help but notice that this face was undeniably adorable. I shook my head and got back into reality when he smirked. "Why don't I give you a ride? Where do you live?" He asked.
I honestly didn't feel like being stuck in a car with him, but I also really didn't have any other choice. So I told him my address and his face lit up. "That's only a block away from where I live!" He mused.
Fucking great.
So now I'm stuck with this wanker at school and at home? Look, I know he doesn't seem rude or mean so far, because I didn't tell you everything I've seen him do in the hallways. There was this kid with brown hair and brown eyes, he's in my choir class, I think his name is Liam or Larry or something like that.
Well anyway, he pushed him down because Liam or Larry, was talking to that Louis guy and Harry didn't seem to like it. Liam or Larry wasn't really the type of guy to be friends with people like that. I felt bad for poor Larry.
Harry waved his hand in front of my face. "Hello, earth to blond boy." I looked at him and nodded, following him to his car. I could tell he had money. His car was expensive looking. I got myself into the passenger side and he got in on the drivers. I put my bag in the back seat and buckled up.
Harry started the car and started driving. I stared out the window. He turned on the radio and started to sing along to this one song, I think it's by Ed Sheeran. Photograph. I ended up singing too, and he turned the volume down. I looked over at him as he was singing.
He smirked when he noticed I had stopped. "We sound good together, yeah?" He grinned. I shook my head. "No." I groaned. He shrugged his shoulders. "I think we do." He smiled.
He pulled up to my house and I tried to get out as quickly as possible. I mumbled a quick "thank you" before I ran up to my front door. I looked back to see if he was still there and he was. I shook my head and walked into the house. I then heard him drive away.
After a few minutes of doing my course work and eating crisps, my phone vibrated.
From : unknown number
Hey cutie ;)
To: unknown number
Who is this?
From: unknown number
It's Harry, silly boy.
To: annoying wanker
How did you get my number?
From: annoying wanker
I grabbed it while you were distracted and put your number in my phone..
I stopped responding. And yes, I put him under Annoying Wanker. That was a bit creepy of him so I'm just not going to respond in hopes that he disappears forever and I never have to see him again.
I finished my course work and decided that the house needed to be unpacked. My mum said she was going to be working late. So I decided to do it by myself.
By the time midnight rolled around, I unpacked most of the living room and all of the kitchen. I went to my bathroom to take a shower and it was off to bed I go.
