a/n~ I'm currently really sad.. so don't expect much out of this chapter.. I'm sorry..
I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock going off, I looked at the clock 6:47 am, ugh, why do we have to start school so early :( okay, so school starts at 7:47 that's when the tardy bell rings, I have a hour to eat, and walk to school, okay, Niall, get your ass into gear and go, after I showered I realized that I only had 30 minuets to walk to school, I knew I couldn't stay and eat, so on mug way out, I stopped and grabbed me a apple.
Walking to school was the worst thing ever, everyone saw you walking, and you knew they were judging you, judge-mental ass-holes. And being depressed didn't help the situation any either, all I wanted to do is walk out in front of the cars, and just end it all, I want to just stand in the middle of the highway, and end it all, but I don't, I don't want anyone to see on the headlines of the news papers "Local Teen Niall Horan Dies, Suicide? Or Accident"
no, I don't want people to see that.
I finally made it to school, my first periods were hell, I have a essay do in 3 days, great. I have a test over history tomorrow, I didn't do my homework, life is great. speaking of how great life is, I walk into Mr. Styles class, great, this should be so much fun! (A/N, insert sarcasm).
Somehow I found class passing rather quickly, I wasn't complaining though, I really just wanted to go home, and sleep.
I must of zoned out or something, I have no idea, I jumped out of my stare when Mr. Styles smacked his hand down on my desk, rather hard if I must say, i looked up at him, he gave me the "your ass is in trouble" look, he didn't say anything besides "See me after class", the class snickered, I could feel my face turning red. Oh boy.I know this chapter isn't good, it's more of a filler chapter, but I promise you, something is going to be happening within the next few chapters! happy reading!
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Yes Mr.Styles? (Narry Boyxboy)
Fanficwhat happens when 17 year old Niall Horan who is just a slight bit suicidal, with the average cutting himself because he thinks he isn't good enough, gets feelings for his 29 year old Algebra teacher Harry Styles?