Niall's POV
Zayn burst out of the locker into my arms. After short gasps for air he is able to speak on how musty the locker was. He stands up fluster by the fact that he was in my arms.
After a moment of awkward silence the rest of my friend group stumble behind us pushing each other around. The broken silence was not between me and Zayn. We just stood standing, staring, realizing.
LATER......
Ummmmm, Louis what are we doing here? We so don't belong at parties like this. The steady bass line coming from inside backed my argument. Come on you guys Louis says encouragingly while patting me and Liam on the back. Why the are you so excited about this I yell at Louis as he parades forward.
(Heyyyyy everyone I have a surprise I didn't write this chapter my good friend wrote it sooooo I hope you guys enjoy it!!!!!!)
