Love Stage -niall centric-

chapter 2

Niall slowly got out of his chair with a pissed off expression. 

This was the third library room, he went to and had to leave from, in a span of half an hour. It was either too loud or too packed. He was there first, and almost like a magnet kids started flowing in after him. 

He just wanted a place to read or study or do homework, because when he got home he had to make dinner and do the chores since Perrie and Greg where busy. He needed all the time he could get. Where was the librarian when you need one?

He pushed past people, ignoring the way they looked at him curiously. He couldn't blame them, he was only wearing black converse, black jeans, a button up t-shirt, and a sweater over that. 

He looked like a nerd. Like one of those, classic nerds, but he just couldn't stand the thought of tucking in a shirt. 

He didn't know why. It was just weird to him. 

He couldn't afford the uniform because, first, it costs as much as Perrie makes in a month, and second, they looked dumb. The girls had to wear bright yellow and white skirts and shirts, while the guys had to wear blue vests, and dark pants. 

He was happy the principle let him wear what he wanted, and not get dress coded for it. 

For now, the blonde was just gonna go find another room- hopefully one that didn't inhabit kids that literally smelled like money. 

Niall fixed his thick rimmed glasses (it wasn't his fault he was basically blind without them), by pushing them up his nose, and licking his lips, because his braces sucked, and it almost made him drool. 

He walked down the hallways (something he seemed to be doing a lot). His shoes made squeaky noises every once in a while. There was no one in the hallways today, making Niall glad. His freshman year started just a few days ago, and he was still pretty new. But he refused to ask someone for help, causing him to do embarrassing things in front of some students that he would not like to see again. 

Today, was dark. The clouds, where huddled together and had an almost black color to them. He could already tell that the rest of the day was gonna be hell. Because he forgot his phone on his desk, and he didn't listen when Greg told him to grab an umbrella. 

Oh well. It's not like the water was gonna kill him, but he just knew he was gonna be sour for the rest of the day. 

He turned his head away from the big windows again, before making his way down corridors and corridors. 

Each hallway had a few doors, but every door he tried to open was locked. And all the walked he was doing, made him actually not want the free period his last teacher gave them. 'Fuckin' bitch.'  Niall thought, making his face turn into a soft glare. If she hadn't been lazy the night before and done her work, Niall would be working on something in class instead of walking around inside of the huge ass school. 

He knew the school was huge, but, the builders over did it. It seemed like 99% of the school was just hallways and locked doors. 

Niall sighed, before trudging his way to another door to try and open it. His feet where starting to hurt, and if he would have guessed he had been looked for a door for 17 minutes, and none of them worked. 

When Niall tried pulling the door open with tired hands, he was surprised to find it actually opening. He peeked his head inside, before looking side to side. 

It was a huge room, that held windows almost bigger than the ones all over the school. The walls where colored a light shade of pink, and had roses as the design. 

He slowly walked inside cautiously, before closing the door behind him, making the sound echo through the room. 

He slowly made his way toward the middle of the room. He didn't know if someone was in here or night, since the room had furniture and expensive looking things. 

He didn't want to touch anything because it looked like it costs more than he did. 

There where couches that had red cushions, and shiny wood holding it together. there where also tables with the same shiny wood, and a vase int eh middle with a sing red rose inside. 

It seemed quiet, and it seemed like no one was in here. He sighed in relief. 

"Who's there?" 

The blonde froze in his spot, he whipped his head around the room, hoping to find the voice that said that. 

"U-Uh..." He stuttered out, fixing his glasses because, maybe he wasn't going crazy, maybe it was just his glasses. Yeah.

From the corner of his eye he could see someone standing up  from behind one of the couches, almost like he was sleeping. 

Niall turned his head to see who it was and held in a breath. 

The man brushed his brown curls out of his tired eyes. He looked tall, and built, but that wasn't what Niall was focused on. 

He was naked. 

Like birthday suit naked. 

Niall blushed profusely before, letting out a high pitched scream.