Today is my first day back at school since the whole Zayn thing. Allie told me he still hasn't shown up, so I'm not very worried about that.
It's been about a month since I've been to school and I don't really know what to expect. I don't even know if people noticed I was gone.
I decided to wear the outfit Harry got me when we went shopping that makes me look like a school girl. It makes me think of him. A lot of things do lately.
Allie and I walk through the school, arms linked together. I haven't seen Luke this morning, but he's probably just waiting to talk to her until after she walks me to class.
"Are you sure you're going to be okay?" Allie asks, stopping outside my first period class.
"Stop worrying, Al. I wouldn't have come back if I wasn't ready."
Allie sighs, but nods her head. She kisses me on the cheek before turning around to go to her own class.
When I walk in a few people give me lingering looks. I hear them whispering my name and it makes me nervous. I just sit at a desk near the back and hope this day goes by quickly.
As soon as attendance has been taken, the teacher calls me up to his desk.
"Yes, Mr. Frey?"
He looks me up and down.
"You've been out of school for quite some time, Miss Tomlinson."
I don't know what to say, so I just nod my head.
"I've arranged for you to have a tutor to help you catch up. Your other teachers and I have chosen a student that will help you with all of your coursework."
"O-Oh okay. So when – "
"Come afterschool today," Mr. Frey interrupts me rudely. He dismisses me back to my seat and I listen to the lesson, completely unaware of what he's talking about.
The rest of my classes go by similarly. I'm starting to wonder if catching me up is even possible. I didn't realize how much work I had missed.
The last bell of the day rings and I feel a pang of anxiety in my stomach. I have no idea who my tutor is going to be. I don't even speak to most of the people in this school.
I walk into Mr. Frey's classroom to find that he isn't even in there. The only person I see is a boy with dyed blonde hair and his back facing me. I clear my throat, getting his attention. He turns around and my heart stops.
Niall.
The universe just keeps fucking me over. Niall is Zayn's best friend. I don't want to fucking be here. I turn around, about to make a run for it, when I hear his Irish accent call out my name.
"Meredith, wait!"
I take a deep breath, deciding I should probably deal with this problem instead of hiding from it.
"What do you want?" I question him with a shaky voice.
"Can we just talk for a minute? I know what happened." He says the last part a little softer, his ocean blue eyes pleading with me.
I nervously sit down across from him, looking in any direction but his.
"Right. So first off, I want to apologize for him. You really didn't deserve any of the shit he did to you. And just so you know, we got into a proper fight after he told me. I broke his nose and everything," he says giving me a sympathetic smile. This takes me by surprise.
"Wait, so you aren't taking his side?"
"How could I?"
"Well I mean, you guys are best friends..." I trail off.
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Only You {h.s}
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