Cold Coffee (Niall horan)

Cold coffee.

This is my first Niall Horan fan fiction hope you love it!!!!

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"well you are quite quiet today. What's going on?" my mom asked setting down my breakfast.

"Nothing, just thinking." i replied shoving another bit of pancakes into my mouth. "never seen you think this hard before alright c'mon you going be late get your bag and head to the bus stop." my mom said as my dad walked though the door. i stood up throwing my plate away and grabbing my bag. I petted my dog named Abby and kissed her on the head. "bye mom, dad!" i called out before closing the door. i jogged to the bus stop sitting down under a tree and taking out my sketch book.

Drawling a picture of a boy, sitting in a shell of grass with birds flying around as he stars at the stars up above. The bus pulled up and everybody climbed in before I did and I sat in the back, normal.

I finished the pictue not allowing anyone to see it, I didn't let anybody see it, it was like reviling my best friend secrets. Nobody ever laid eyes on it except me but everybody wanted to see it

It was odd wanting everybody to see it. but awesome at the same time. I was somebody new in my painting drawling you get the subject don't you? Like I felt more...alive more noticed. I have a sudden feeling of constration vibrating all though my mind. It feels like I live on a whole other world when I'm drawling. It sets my mind off things.



I climbed off the bus my sketch book under my arm and jogging inside. I stumbled to my locker opening it up and placing my reading text book in my arm and trading it with my math. I closed my locker after I put my bag in the small space and headed towards reading.

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I stood up bumping into someone spilling all my book out of my arms. I bent down picking them up as he did also. "I'm sorry." he said. "it's okay-y." I replied standing up. He handed me my books an I smiled at him turning back. "woah these are really good is this you?he asked holding up my sketch book I dropped my books an ran over to him snatching it from him. "you weren't souposessed to look at that!" I hissed. "sorry." he said as I picked my books back up. "I'm sorry but nobody has ever seen my drawlings not one person." I told him.

"why they are amazing!" he said. "I don't know." I muttered. "oh anyway my name is Niall sorry." he said sticking his hand out for me to shake. I stuck out my own shaking his rough hand. "Samathia but you can call me sammy or Sam." I replied.

"see you around." I said as the bell rang. I smiled at him walking to my locker. I opened it taking out my book bag an grabbing my reading. I stuck it in my bag grabbing my math after and sticking it in my bag.

"hey Sam!" Zayn said. "what do you want." I snapped. "to look at your drawlings." he said snatching my sketch book. "Give it back!" I screamed. "Zayn come this isn't funny!" I said as he held it higher. "Zayn Malik hand her it now." Mr.maytricks demanded. Zayn handed me the book and I opens it noticing a page was gone. "Zayn give it!" I whined. He turned around handing me my rose garden. "that's really good." he smirked walking off. I scoffed closing my locker and walking out the school doors.

I walked down the road heading to my house were silence was named 'never avliable'. I slowly walked though my path to my house down the ally and though the cold-a-sack and on my left. For some reason I never toon the bus it was relaxing to walk home. I know call me weird, I get it a lot it's dosent hurt me any more.

"Two people have seen my book today." I sighed picking the leaves off the strawberries. "oh no!" My mom gasped. "yeah a new kid an then Zayn." I added. "I told you to stay away from Zayn." my mom said putting er hands on the counter. "and I do." I replied.

"mmkay." she said dusting her hands off. "please take out the trash." she said as I threw the box away. "okay." I said picking up the bag and putting it over my shoulder. I paced to the front door pulling it open and closing it after I exited from the door. Skipping over to the dumpster I threw the bag away walking on the loose gravel until I reached my house again.

"Abby!" I shouted running up the stairs. She follow carrying her small muscular legs up the stairs. Following me to my master bees room I pulled out my paints and my new sets of white poster boards.



The black paint brush mixed with the water before fanning it into the black peach color, Niall's hair. I folded his face then moving to his eyes Blue aqua eyes. "pretty color." someone said as I added Niall's eyes. I turned around to see Makinsey, me best friend.

She is the only person that I let see it I tell everyone that nobody has seen it for a reason, it's safety. She bought me the sketch book and paint and there isn't a day I havant used it since.



"hey." I said. "hey." she replied walking into my huge room. She petter Abby who was begging for a rub. "I just wanted to stop by and say hi and give you these." she said holding out new paint. "Thank you so much!!!" I screamed hugging her.







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-Morgan