You're my son (Niall Imagine)

Im Manahil

'You're my son' part 1

Niall's POV

"Okay dad, yes ill have my dinner, and ill come home soon, I miss you too! Oh class is starting! Bye dad" I talked to my dad as someone patted on my shoulder. I turned around and a beautiful girl stood there with long black hair. "Excuse me, I'm new here, could you show me around?" She asked while putting her shoulder bag on her shoulder. "Ofcourse why not." I smiled. "So this is your class, according to the time table. And look we're going in the same class!" I shied my teeth while smiling and she giggled. She went in and sat on the left seat. I sat next to her. "How rude of me, I'm Niall Horan by the way" I handed out my arm for her to shake. "I'm Manahil Monis" she shakes my hand. Her brown eyes twinkled. Mr. Howard came in giving his usual lecture which bored me. All the time I stared at Manahil but she was so busy listening to Mr.Howard. "Mr.Horan! Pay attention!" Sir shouted and I opened my book infront of me. Finally the class was over and Manahil headed out. I wanted to know her better so I went to the cafeteria with her. "Can we be friends?" I asked walking past her, slamming my back onto her locker. "I barely know you." She started walking again. "So that's why we should be friends right?" She sat with her lunch and gave me a questioning look. "I mean if we're not friends then how can we get to know each other?" I asked and she giggled. "Okay Niall horan whom I just met, we can be friends." She smiled. "Where are you from Manahil? If you don't mind me asking?" She put a strand of hair behind her ear. "I'm a Muslim and from Pakistan. And I'm 19" she said and I nodded. "Well I'm from England and I'm 20" I smiled widely. "Do you have any plans for the future?" I asked and she raised her eye brow. "I'm gonna be a charted accountant and you?" She said. "I'm gonna be a singer and go in xfactor." She took a bite of her sandwich."can I have your number?" I Sked. "Excuse me? Isn't this enough for today?" She said getting up from the table. "No wait! Please Manahil!" I stopped her. She handed me a paper and started walking again. I looked at it and it was her number. "Thank you!" I shouted so everyone could here and she laughed.

Part 2?

-Mrs.Malik