He was nervous. Niall Horan stepped inside the huge schoolbuilding. He had been here yesterday as he had a talk with the principal who showed him around, but today was different. He was actually gonna meet people, which Niall thought of as scary.
He wasn't much of a talker... He used to be though, but after his brother, Greg, had died losing the battle against cancer, his dad had compleetly lost it and well.. Niall had become his personal punchbag. His dad claimed it was because Niall was gay. He hated him for that and to make sure others wouldn't hate him as well, he would just be silent and say nothing so he couldn't say anything wrong or make someone mad.
Niall wasn't quite sure wether to believe his dad did it because he was gay. Yes he came out after Greg's dead and yes the beating began after that, but his mother got beaten too sometimes (less though) and she was straight as hell, wasn't she? He claimed it was because she supported him though.
He slowly made his way through the busy schoolhalls, but didn't manage to find his classroom. The amount of students in the hall got lower and lower and Niall knew he was running out of time to get to his class in time. Maths was his first subject for 2 hours and he wondered why his schoolyear had to start off with a subject he disliked alot.
Everyone seemed to be gone and Niall still didn't found his classroom. After walking around for 5 minutes, he finally did. he knocked on the door and opened it. All faces turned into his direction and Niall didn't liked the attention at all. He looked at the teacher which was, too his suprise, quite young.
"Why are you late?" The teacher asked. His brown eyes taking in Niall's appearance. He tried to remember him, but didn't believe he saw him before. "I..." Niall started, feeling slightly nervous people all eyes were on him. "I couldn't find the classroom.." He said with a thick Irish accent. Now Liam remembered. His collegua had said something about a new student from Ireland. "That's okay, take a seat." Liam smiled warmly as Niall gave a fast nod and sat down in the back of the class next to the window.
Niall couldn't help it but look at his teacher. He was fit. Niall managed to see that through the t-shirt he was wearing and that butt.. Maybe that pants was a bit too tight. Not like Niall minded, yet he had to admit it was kinda creepy he had these thoughts about his teacher, which he didn't even know yet. Niall learned he was called Mister Payne and for what he saw ti'll now, he seemed really nice to everyone. Niall stared out of the window looking at the peacefull schoolgarden outside.
"Niall?" No response came. "Niall?" Niall looked up as he noticed his teacher looking at him. "The board's here." Niall hadn't even noticed the man had started to explain things about the chapter. Niall gave a fast nod and followed the instructions his teacher was giving them. After he was done Niall tried to make everything, but he had a hard time understanding everything. "Niall, could you come over to my desk please?" His teacher asked. Niall flashed him a puzzled look, but then slowly got up and walked to the desk.
"You're struggeling are you?" Was it that obvious? Niall slowly nodded. "Don't be scared to ask. Why don't you grab your books and get over here. I'll explain it ti'll you get it." So Niall did. Mister Payne explained everything atleast 10 times before he'd get it and noticed that Niall wasn't good at maths at all. Yet, he managed to get a view things at the end of the hour.
Niall could say he liked his maths teacher. The man had alot of patience and didn't get mad when Niall didn't understood something, unlike to his maths teacher back in Ireland.
Niall came home quite exhausted. The stress and nerves from away had taken all his energy. "I'm home!" he yelled as he entered the house. "Be silent!" Niall knew exactly who was talking.. His dad. He signed as he went to his bedroom, to make sure he couldn't say anything to piss his dad off. Just walking in was enough sometimes. He signed and made himself fall down on his bed after he locked the door and threw his bag on the ground.
It didn't took long or his mom called him for dinner. Niall walked downstairs and didn't look at his dad. He got pissed about the smallest things, like an "wrong" expression, as he called it. Maura walked in. "How was your first day babe?" Unlike to his dad, his mom was nice to him, yet his dad would threat her quite alike to the way he threated Niall and Maura had gotten afraid of him. "It was okay." He answered, sanking down in his seat. He took his fork and started to eat. "Wanna tell more about it?" Maura asked. "Why would we? We're not interested anyways." His dad said. Maura looked down as she looked sadly at Niall. He got the point. They would talk about it later.
After dinner, which contained eating in silence, Niall took all the stuff to the kitchen and helped his mom a bit. He grabbed his dad's place without looking at the man and walked away as the plate slipped out of his hands. With a loud sound it fell on the ground and got split in hundreds of pieces. Niall knew what he just broke... Expensive... Very expensive matrial.
"Niall... James... Horan!"
His dad spat angerly. Niall was about to run out, but his father already got to him as another hell started.
