The boy with the cute smile ( niam fanfic)

Chapter 3

Niall
I'm sorry

Weird. Did Liam leave this for me. How did he know where my room was. He left to go to the bath room once and that was in the opposite direction. I'm so confused. I also thought Liam wasn't gay. Why was he staring at me earlier. He probably thought I didn't notice, but I did. I need to know.

The next morning I woke up fairly early . I put on a gray jumper over my red shirt. I ran down the stairs and out the door. I drove to school in a rush to see Liam. I know that sounds weird but whatever. I came to a conclusion that he might like me. I pulled into my usual parking spot and rushed threw the doors. Harry wasn't in school today due to a family vacation. He won't be back in till next week. The halls were empty. I was at least a half an hour early, but I knew Liam would be here practicing his vocals. I shut my locker to see him coming down the hall at me. I smiled at him, "hey" he said with a cheeky smile on his face. I returned it. "hey" I said back. We stood there for at least twenty or so minutes before people started coming into the school. It was mostly teachers. Liam said goodbye and ran to meet with his friends at the other end of the hall way. I couldn't help but to over hear their conversation. " Liam why were you talking to that loser" Danielle said. "He's not a loser!" Liam stuck up for me. "It's starting to sound like you have a crush on him" I couldn't prepare my ears for what Liam said next. "I'm not his friend nor will I ever. He's the Irish loser remember?" I couldn't believe it. I actually thought that he might like me and yet again I'm wrong. I felt that hot tears stream down my face. I was crushed. I slammed my locker out of frustration. Liam turned around and looked at me. His smirk vanish with his now sad looking face. Zayn whispered something to Liam and they all started to laugh. I turned and ran into the boys bathroom. I looked in the mirror. "I'm pathetic, a loser and ugly" I started to say to my self. I took out my pocket knife that I always kept in my pocket. I placed the teeth of the knife on my wrist and drug deep " that's for being an ugly loser" I kept going till first bell rang indication to go to class. I pulled out a bandage and put it over the cuts. I pulled my jumper sleeve down and went to class.

I walked in just as the class started. Mrs.Bridges told me to take a seat. The only seat left was next to Liam. I slowly walked over toward it. " Alright class the person you are sitting next to you is your new partner for the next semester. Every thing you do in this class will be with that person." Mrs.Bridges announced. " you are now to work on a fictional story due next Thursday." I just sat there.

Liam's p.o.v

I knew Niall heard what I said earlier. I knew I had hurt him by the look in his eyes. I couldn't have chased after him though because it would have been obvious. I couldn't let Danielle, Zayn and Louis know about me being gay and they definitely couldn't find out about my crush on Niall.

I heard the bell ring which snapped me back into reality. Where's Niall ? He's never late to class. Did I hurt him that bad. I have to go find him. Just as I was about to raise my hand to go to the "bathroom" Niall came running threw the door. Mrs.Bridges told him something but it wasn't loud enough for me to hear. Just then Niall's siting down in the seat right next to me. "Alright class the person you are sitting next to is your new partner for the next semester. Everything you do in class is with that person." Mrs.Bridges interrupted my thought. Wait that means I'm partners with Niall. I turned to look at him. He looked like he wanted to cry. How much did I hurt him. That's when I looked down and saw it. The red stained bandage that shown a little bit under the sleeve of his jumper.