Chapter 19

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A/N It's been two weeks and I didn't update, gosh sorry! I decided to put drama in here to say sorry :)

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Chapter 19

I seem to remember having a dream where Niall told me he liked me last night?

Oh, no wait, that was reality, I think to myself as the Business lecturer scribbles notes across the board. Why would he do that? Why would a guy like him like me? I'm just Maya Parsons, he's Niall Horan from the band of One Direction and he likes me!

"Maya?" Mrs Smith says loudly.

"Huh?" I snap into realization, she's just asked me a question and the whole class is waiting for me to answer.

"Maya, exams start this day next week, please listen." She almost pleads. She can't be strict, she's just too nice to be.

"Sorry," I apologize genuinely. It's a great thing emaciated Chloe isn't in this class, that'd be another comment dropped about me.

I almost killed her when I ran into her this morning, she knew she how close she was to death so she rambled down the opposite direction. I've been having people coming up to me all morning asking why Russell was in jail and can I ask Niall to follow them on Twitter.

"You haven't answered my question, love." She laughs.

"Oh, what was it again?"

"If you bought a hair curler, that didn't work when you plugged it in, what do you do?"

"Well you go back to the seller with your receipt and complain, explaining the fault of your item and demand your rights for a refund or replacement." I answer proudly.

"Very good, Maya." She smiles, turning to face the board where she writes more things that I already know.

I wonder if Harry knows about Niall? Or the rest? Maybe even Emily too? They must have laughed behind me back for being so blind. Emily would have told me though, I think. Best friends don't keep secrets. Well, she never told me about Liam Payne being a relative of hers, but I guess that is understandable. If she knew a guy liked me she'd be happier than I am when I make nice food, and that is very happy.

Getting my head around the fact a guy likes me is hard. What makes it harder is that this guy isn't just a normal one, there are millions of girls who want him, but he likes me.

The big question on my mind right now is do I like him back? All the signs are there, it's just that I'm not so sure when I think hard about it. Of course Niall is good looking, but he's not my type. My type is a little more along the lines of Harry, yet I only think of him as a friend.

I can't be the only one who gets into a muddle like this, I need help. The thing is that no one I know can help with this, Emily won't understand and she'll just tell me to go for it, I don't think I want to though.

Talk to Niall about it? No, never going to happen. In my head I can see the satisfaction plastered across his face when he notices my distress and that I've turned to him for help, even though he caused this in the first place. I can't be weak and let him win, I need to be strong and independent, like the old Maya. Boy, I've changed alot since I met Niall just over a month ago.

You totally do like him.

Now is not the time to let my mind talk to itself, because it thinks things like that trying to catch me out. I've heard before that thinking about someone, them being constantly on your mind like this means you do like them, so why doesn't saying 'I like Niall' feel or sound right to me?

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