Fools In Love *Ziall Fanfiction* (Finished)

Chapter 7

(A/N: Wrote that in school... in german. Heheee :p Hope you like it ;) )


Niall's P.O.V.:
"Hey, Niall!" Louis shouted in my face. "Geez, could you be any more obnoxious?" I really wasn't in the mood for his yelling today.
"Woah, what crawled up your pants and died?" Harry asked me as he sat next to Louis at the lunch table.
"I just have a headache and didn't get much sleep last night." I sighed. Actually, I was too busy thinking about Zayn. Not in the 'I got a crush on him'-way, of course not, but in the 'I totally don't get him'-way.
God! Why was everything always about Zayn? I mean, he had been here for what? Three days?

"What. Did you get lucky last night?" Harry asked laughing. I scrunched up my face. "No, I didn't get laid last night! Not everyone's such a whore like you!" I shot back at him.

"Calm your man titties Niall. He was only joking." Liam said calmly. "So now you decide to speak up?What's up with you anyways today?" The whole morning he had been awfully quiet.

I just stood up, not waiting for an answer, and walked out of the school's cafeteria.
They knew damn well not to make fun of me when I was this tired. I heard them behind me, telling me to come back, but I just ignored them and walked out of the school building to the back yard. I hoped that nobody would irritate me.
There were a few other kids smoking or casually listening to music on their Ipod. I sat on a bench near me.
I guess I was a little overreacting. Or a little much. Maybe I was bipolar? Ugh, my life was so confusing!

"Mind if I sit here?" I heard a sexy, no scratch that, annoying voice, say. Zayn. I didn't even have to look up. Screw him. I wanted to be alone.
"Why are you so nice? Just sit yo' ass down if you wanna sit here."
"Someone's moody today." He pointed out and sat next to me.
I looked at him. "You smoke?" I asked gesturing to the cigarette between his fingers.
"Obviously."
"Why did you come here?" He smirked at me. "You're not allowed to smoke inside the building." He said. I frowned. "Why would you care?"
"Why are you asking so many questions?" He shot back.I let out an exaggerated sigh of frustration. "I was just trying to make conversation." I grumbled. "Well, try harder."

Once again I stood up, annoyed by the people around me. "Where are you going?" He asked confused. "Away from you." Was all I replied to him.
"Why?" - "Because you annoy me." He sighed inwardly. "Okay. I'm sorry. Even though it's kinda funny. But I wanted to know when we're gonna meet up again for the project." I shrugged.
I swear to god he's killing me with his cheekiness and kindness.

"Can I have your number?" - "Why?" I asked dumbfounded. "So you can text me when you have time, duh."
Congratulations stupid me! You just made a fool out  of yourself... again. He smirked again at me. One day I'm gonna wipe that pretty smirk off his face.
"Oh... uh. Okay." After we exchanged numbers, I stomped pathetically back inside, being the graceful creature I was.

I didn't know how he did it, but he managed everytime to steel that little pride I had left and make me look like a complete nutter.
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