Craving || Niam

the "soulmate."

Chapter 4

Niall

I stand up from the flowers as I continue to blush from zayn's request. "I don't know, zayn.." I answer honestly as he then clenches his jaw. "I know I've hurt you, but you know that I will take care of you and tell the boys to be calm around you. I want to make you happy. I don't want you to feel pain or sadness because of me and everything else in the world."

a smile grows on my face. "I'll think about it, okay? you need to get to class and I'm sure that its Mr.Payne's. he's a great teacher." he smirks and nudges me softly. "do you want him rather than me?" I roll my eyes and shove him softly as he laughs. "just get to class please. I need to go to the counselor." he nods firmly before walking out.

I trail after him before we separate, thoughts swarming around my head at what just happened. "how could he like me? he hated my guts before.." I shake my head. "this must be a dare, it has to be a dare. he couldn't possibly be my soulmate out of every guy in the world. he can be nice at times, but that doesn't make up for his rudeness." I groan softly.

"why does he have to have these so called feelings? I can't like him back though, I just can't. he will most definitely hurt me and I can't go through that, not again.

after what had happened with harry a few years ago, I can't do it with his friend, I can't be the cause of another problem, even though its always the latter." I look around and see the room down the hall.

"we can't and will never date or I'll have to deal with so much drama and heartbreak, in which I don't want to deal with at the moment. I already have a lot on my plate with my brother being in the hospital, already being there for nearly a year, my aunt also there with him with the same problem.

they both have lung cancer and I just don't want to lose them. they're the only ones I have besides Mr.Payne because my sister died in a plane crash and Mr.Payne is just very nice and sweet to me. I couldn't ask for anyone better except for my family. they're going strong and I know that they'll pull through with this."

I step into the counselor's office with a sigh, deciding to keep my mouth shut as I head toward the counselor. I take a seat in front of him and sigh. "why hello, Mr.Horan. what brings you here today?" he asks as he puts on his nice glasses.

"I've been having a bit of an odd day today, Mr.Hanson.." he nods. "we all have those days." he says as he goes over to the door, closing it before going back to his seat. "what's been going on though, niall? you can tell me anything, you know that."

I nod. "I know.. its just.. I think I occasionally get memory loss.." he kept his eyes on me before he starts to write things down on his notepad with a blue pen. "okay.. is this a bad thing at the moment?" I think for a second, then nod again.

"yeah.. and I feel like, sometimes, people aren't saying what they're really saying.. like I'm hearing something else." he begins to hum. "interesting.. what is this issue?" as I clench my jaw, I start to think of zayn.

"I have these friends.. bullies.. who are both, my friends and bullies. they don't hurt me, just emotionally.. they're the only ones I have and zayn lives with me.. so I don't know what to do, really."

I look at him with sad eyes, rubbing my arms that are cold. "niall.. I think you have the occasional memory loss.. or short-term memory loss if you will, at times." I quickly look down. "oh.. why is that?" I ask with a now soft voice. "well.. have you been stressed? had trouble sleeping, leading to sleep deprivation?" I look at him again and nod.

"then those two reasons can cause memory loss, short-term." I begin to look at my hands. "I see.. so, I'm still not sure with this, but.. I've told you to keep an eye on me and my three friends, or bullies.. are they nice to me?" he smiles. "they are nice to you.. just not to other people." I smile a bit.