The Kissing Booth (Niall Horan FanFic)

Chapter Six

"We forbid you to see him." West said again.

"First off, I'm not seeing him, second, it's MY life, and third, stop spying on me you creeps!" I yelled at the group of guys I called my friends. "Trust me Esme, don't go out with him. He...he's not you taste evening you think he is." David tried to persuade me.

"I say go for it. He's hot and humble, what more can you ask for?" Fin said. "Humble my ass, Esme Rose don't you dare go out with that boy." Matt shook his head. "Two days ago you were all handy dandy with me kissing him! Why the sudden change of mind?" I asked.

"We didn't think you had the balls to do it, obviously you do." Lucas grinned. "He's not what you think he is, none of those soccer boys are." Jett said, bringing us back to topic.

I couldn't help but glance over at there table. Only Louis, Taylor, Harry, Chloe and of course social bird Liam were at the table. Usually on Monday's they went to the field during lunch to practice. Damn, how sad am I?

"Why is he so clueless." I mumbled. "Who?" David questioned. "Louis, he acts like he hasn't done a thing." I squinted at him. "Because he's a fucking prick, they all are. Please, I don't want to see you hurt." Matt answered.

"I'm not going to get hurt! God, it's not like he's going to bully me to death." I yelled again. "I get it now!" Fin screamed. "Get what." Lucas sounded confused. "They're scared you'll become one of them. Ya know, a soccer jock. They don't want you to change your sport!" She elaborated.

"Good guess, but no. We just hate them with a passion." West said, sipping his water. "Date Zayn! He's "hot" and cool!" Jett suggested. "Yeah, and hey, how about that accent, hmm?" Matt added.

"The one you make fun of because you're all dicks? Yeah." I glared.

The bell ringed wise they all shared a laugh which earned them an eye roll from Fin and I. Boys will be boys.

*

"Oxidation and Reduction...blah blah blah blah blah." Was coming out of Mr. Daniels mouth. Of course I wasn't paying attention because I was drawing on Zayn's hand. He had some what of a half sleeve tattoo already that he got back in England and I was adding on more.

"Miss. Harris, can you please rephrase the definition of oxidation?" Mr. Daniels asked. I looked up at him with scared eyes. Shit, what the hell is oxidation?

"All high school seniors, please report to the gymnasium for an assembly, thank you." The loud speaker said.

"BYE MR. DANIELS." I yelled, running out with Zayn behind me. Jett, Zayn and I were the only seniors taking an eleventh grade chemistry class so we left the other kids giggling.

"God, I love how big this school is." Zayn sighed, admiring the outdoor walk way we were in. The garden club took care of the plants that surrounded the school, even having a green house on the roof.

"Yeah, we can hide and no one will find us." I smiled. We pushed through the double doors and saw the bleachers filled from top to bottom with our fellow seniors.

"I'll see you later." Zayn said with a small hug before taking a nearby seat by himself. I scanned the crowd and upon doing so I got a wave from David to sit with the rest if them and another wave and head nod from Niall, motioning for me to sit with them.

I sighed, running my hands through my hair before choosing who to sit with.

"Hi again!" I smiled creepily at Zayn who was reading something of his phone. "Uh, don't you have like, friends? You know, besides me?" He asked, a little bit shocked.

"I do but they're being butt holes and I rather not talk to them. So I hope you weren't expecting a girl to sit with or something." I shrugged, setting my bag down. "No, I wasn't but I do enjoy spending alone. Then again, you're an exception to the people I tolerate in this school." He smiled.

"You tolerate the soccer dweebs." I pointed out. "Nah, not really. I did before when they asked me to help with the booth but after I found out what Chloe and Louis did to you, I realized I couldn't tolerate them. I can't tolerate any jocks, no offense to your people." He said.

"They can be bitches sometimes but they are pretty damn cool. And I understand, you're a theatre boy." I poked his cheek.

"And your a jock groupie!" He pouted.

"Groupie?" I questioned. "Eh, I take no offense to that."

"You better. And why'd you think I was going to meet a girl?" It sounded like it was bugging him. "Well the word is that you like to hook up with a bunch of girls, so.." I let him out two and two together.

"Oh yeah, Sarah made up that rumor after I dumped her. She was my first and last American girlfriend. My second all together. When I came to New York I was in a kind distance relationship for almost two years till I found out she cheated on me. But I'm not some man whore like Ni-, normal guys." He lied at the end.

"Niall, you were going to say Niall? Don't worry, I've already been warned." I mumbled.

"Students! Listen up, seniors!" Principle Johnson shouted, silencing the buzzing crowd.

After went quite, Mrs. Frank stood in front if the podium, clearing her throat.

"My senior class of 2013, we have intently discussed the topic about a good way to say goodbye to Rosewood with a last hoorah in the theatre. So after talking, we have chosen for all two hundred and seventy three of you to participate in the summer musical!" She paused since our groans interrupted her.

"Quiet! Quiet or the senior trip is cancelled!" Principle Johnson threatened. "You can't do that, we already paid!" Someone yelled out making everyone laugh.

"Anyways, tomorrow's school day will be dedicated to the auditorium where I'll show you the different jobs you can do to get your grade for the year. And yes, this is mandatory for your graduation! So I hope to see all your shining faces tomorrow! Thank you." She finished to before walking off the podium.

"This is your people's fault." I groaned. "My people are actually talented, groupie." He joked.

Oh god, help me.

(A/N:

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