Different // Narry

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HES

"Sweetheart! Dinner is almost ready" i could hear the most sweetest voice i've ever heard in my life calling my name from the kitchen. She sure can shout because my room is upstair and kitchen is downstair but i could hear her voice clearly.

"No Ma, i'll pass, i've got to much homework" I shout back as loud as i could and about the statement that i just roll out from my tounge were no lie. I keep pushing my homework away so now i have a panic attack because tommorow is the due line and i still got no shit done.

What?

I'm maybe a nerd but i'm a human too. I could be lazy as other people. So dont assume that nerds cant be lazy too.

"Yeah okay darling, i'll leave the food in the table, if you get hungry after doing those homeworks" She shout back and i stretch my lips into a smile. Such a generous woman she is, maybe thats why i love her so much and of course i cant beat dads love towards mom. He loves her so so so so much.

Parents.

Niall.

"Oh god, not this again" I lay my head in the pile of homeworks that cover almost half of my pink table. Yeah- pink. I love pink. Dont judge. I like Pink because it looks more fabulous among other color.

I sigh as i blink my eyes twice "Niall. Niall. Niall. Niall. Why. Why. Why. Mind. Mind. Niall. Niall. Niall" I keep repeating those words until i realize a strain of tears roll from my eyes towards my cheeks and finally stop as it reach my homework papers making it wet.

Ugh. Me and my emotions again.

"You know, you should stop repeating my name, i mean- am i even that gorgeous?" I heard a familiar chuckel and as quick as a wind, i turn my head toward my windows at my left as i find a blonde bloke with a bright blue eyes sitting near at the edge of my windowsill.

Niall.

I'm not suprise because every time he visits my place, he always act like a ninja. My mom knows he visited almost every night but she keep her mouth shut. But there's this one time when she asked me to tell Niall that he could use the door anytime he wants. And i told him. He shaked his head and said 'i love being this bad ass dude'.

And to be honest, its not so bad ass, but hey- i dont want to ruin his imagination though.

"You know Niall, you need to stop climbing my house and start using the door instead, because you might fall and you die, and i dont want to be the one who'll tell the police about the whole story how you died" I try to hide my smile but it's useless because now i'm grinning like a fool,

"Well then dont tell them, just buried me here, in your room" He chuckels as he put down his left feet before his right and as he reach the floor, he leans toward my window and cross his arm still putting the same smirk,

"Oh hell no, i'm not keeping you here" I let out a soft chuckel and finally stop while i scan his features. Niall did the same thing. We stare into each other eyes for a long period of time and finally Niall breaks it with a loud sigh.

"Hey, whats wrong?" I walk toward his direction and stop as i finally find myself standing infront of him not so close but not so far. I gave him a concern look as he smile sadly towards me "I'm sorry" He finally speak breaking the silence,