Diary Of A Fanboy

Chapter 4 - Tweets and Follows

My mouth hung open and I was wide eyed as I stared at the tweet that I had found.

"Mr. Horan!"

I shook out of my daze and hid the phone in my lap. "Yes Ms. Taylor?" I asked politely fluttering my eyelashes and flashing her my best smile, fake of course.

"Were you on your phone?" She placed her hands on her fat hips. The class went silent as everyone looked at me. As I am the person I am, I came up with a response that I shouldn't have said.

"No Ms. Taylor, I was just bathing in your beauty and it left me speechless. If I may ask ma'am, is your nose real?" The whole class burst out laughing, Liam looked at me like what the fuck am I doing, I'm gonna get in trouble. Oh, so now he cares.

She scrunched up her face and she looked like she was gonna explode. Maybe saying that wasn't the brightest idea ever.

"Silence!" She screamed and the whole class went quiet again. Some kids were whispering stuff about how I'm 'gonna get it now'. The teacher stormed over to me and grabbed my roughly by my arm. The class gasped. Please someone help, she's abusing me. Call the police before she rapes me too.

"Do you have anything to say for yourself before I send you to the office?" She whisper screamed as her face was a couple inched from mine. I was about to respond when Liam put his hand over my mouth.

Ms. Taylor released her grip on me and I tried to slap Liam's hand away but he wouldn't budge. I licked his hand but he still didn't move him hand away from over my mouth.

"Umm, no Ms. Taylor, he doesn't have anything to say" Liam talked for me, looking at me and then Ms. Taylor and then back at me. "Right Niall?" I rolled my eyes and nodded my head.

"Now say your sorry" Liam ordered him hand slowly coming off my mouth. He was acting like my mom, or dad. He was talking to me like I was a 6 year old who had just pushed another kid. Well newsflash, I'm 17, I can take care and speak for my goddamn self.

I was about to protest when Liam told me to say I'm sorry again. I groaned and turned to Ms. Taylor who was in front of me and had her hands on her hips. "Fine, I'm......sorry." I shuddered saying those words to her. She didn't deserve apologizing to.

She turned to me and then Liam as if deciding to still send me to the office. She then growled at me and then walked back to the front of the room and began teaching again.

"Niall what did you were doing? You can't just go around insulting people!" He whispered to me. I looked at him and sighed. I understood that he put his hand over my mouth to keep me from saying anything stupid, anything that I might regret later and get me in trouble and I appreciate that but, if I said something stupid and got sent to the office, so be it. I wanted to ask him why he was suddenly 'protecting' me, but I just kept my mouth shut.

About an hour later from listening to the bitch speak, the bell rang meaning it was time for lunch. I gladly got up and slung my backpack over my shoulder. I was about to exit when a hand grabbed my shoulder from behind, It was Ms. Taylor. I wanted to roll my eyes but decided not to get into even more trouble.

"You were lucky that you're little friend was there to help you keep your mouth closed, Horan. If you EVER do something like that again, I will call your mother and kick you out of this school for showing disrespect to a teacher, do you understand me?"

I wanted so badly to say no and that I didn't care but I couldn't. My mom would kill me if I did and then start crying afterwards and I hate it when my mom cries, it just breaks my heart a little. So I nodded.

"Yeah....I understand." She motioned me to the door and I went out, hurrying to my locker because the bell to go to your next class was about to ring and I didn't want to be that awkward person who's late to lunch and you have to sit next to someone you don't know.