Smile. ON HOLD(Punk Niall Horan Fanfic)

t h r e e.

PIcture of Talia on the side >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

(Talia's POV)

I ran out of the bathroom and to my locker. I took in a deep breath and let it out. He saw me.

He saw them.

All of them.

And he knows why.

This can't be happening. I rubbed my wrist and took out my paper which had my schedule and locker combination on it. I looked at my combination and quickly did it.

9, 13, 20 (N/A that's Niall's birthday and age)

My locker flung open and I took out my history book and put it inside since it was only the first day I didn't need it. Shutting the locker read my schedule. My first period is AP Bio. I groaned. I quickly walked towards the classroom. Even though I didn't know where it was people wouldn't tell me anyways. I would just have to find it myself.

"Room 384...385...386....387 yes!" I said as I found the room. As I walked in everyone's heads turned to look at me. Some people glared. Some people whispered and laughed. I bit my lip and walked up to the teacher.

"Sit anywhere you'd like." I nodded and hurried to the back. The desks were in two. I prayed that this was the whole class.

But it wasn't.

I took my notebook out from my bag and a pen. I opened to the first page and started doodling. I pushed a strand of hair behind my ear and heard the class room door open. I looked up and was in shock. Niall....

You would think he wasn't smart, but he actually was. He was very smart. People started high-fiving him and some girls said hi. Him winking at them making them giggle. I rolled my eyes. The teacher told him to sit down. My eyes went wide. I quickly looked around and saw there were no other seats. I cursed and looked down at my paper as he started walking towards the seat next to me. I heard one boy say, "I feel bad for you bro." I frowned and went back to my doodling. His footsteps were getting closer and closer. Once they stopped he spoke.

"This seat taken?" He asked in monotone. I didn't looked up.

"Obviously not." I sassed.

"Well." He replied. I heard him pull the seat back and sit down and pushing himself up a bit. Chills went down my spine as his arm rubbed against mine for a second. I scooted my chair over to the right more and pulled my notebook with me. I could feel him staring at me. It was annoying. "What are you drawing?" Niall asked looking down at my paper.

"None of your business." I said continuing to draw.

"Let me see." He said.

"No."

"I said let me see." He hissed. Before I could pull it away, Niall snatched it away from me and stared at it.

"It's-"

"Horrible I know. Now give it back to me." I said trying to grab it. But Niall moved his hand and kept looking at it.

"It's...me."

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Sorry it's so short. :(