Behind the Camera

Chapter Seven

It is now Wednesday, and I am very sad to announce that I start my day with gym. Don't get me wrong, I love sports and all that, but having a gym fitness class at 8 am is not my favourite. Plus, it's not like it is a class where we play a sport and practice, no not at all. It's fitness and weight training. So 8 am, running for 20 minutes, then weight training, I wish I could drop that class, but that will delay from me graduating. 

However, today is the day that I get to see Niall and try and figure out what he meant by his text last night. His texts really worried me and I hope nothing too bad happened to him. So, in english class this afternoon I'll get to confront him, if I don't freak out and not talk to him, that is. 

But for now, I'll be dying in gym.

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I'm not too sure how it happened, but I am still alive after that horrendous class this morning. Not to mention how cocky and weird my gym teacher is. Throughout the whole class, he kept on telling us how he used to compete at a national level in boxing and how he trains people now. Oh and he started fully working out during the class not paying attention to any of his students. 

Anyways, now I have a break till 2pm, a four hour break that could potentially put me to sleep at the library. I made my way to the library and found a quiet spot to sit and relax without getting caught due to the fact that I am not studying. I took out my phone and plugged in my earphones listening to some music. 

As I started to drift off to sleep, my phone vibrated in my hands. I looked down only to find that I have a text message from Niall. 

Niall: Are you on break?

Me: Yeah

I waited for his answer for a while, just staring at my phone to light up again. A minute or so after, it finally did.

Niall: Where are you?

Me: Hidden at the library

Niall: I'm coming... If you don't mind? 

Me: I don't mind at all :) 

It's cute how at one moment he is super confident then he comes shy all of a sudden. 

A few minutes later I see Niall a bit farther than where I'm sitting, looking way too lost. I could easily text him and tell him where I am, or simply wave at him, but it's way more fun watching him lost. After walking the opposite direction of where I am, then going row by row, he finally turned around and found me, locking his eyes with mine. A smile appeared on his face as he approached me slowly. 

He took a seat beside me on the small yet kind of comfortable couch and gave me a small hug. 

"Were you laughing at me the whole time I was here?" he asked me as soon as he pealed his body off of mine from our little hug. 

I looked at his blue eyes while slightly laughing, giving away my answer. "It was very amusing to be quite honest, but how did you actually find me? The library has four levels..." I asked, intrigued by the answer he will give me. 

"I knew you wouldn't be on the fourth level because it is for groups and it's usually loud, the third floor is for quiet studying in groups as well, the first is for math people, and the second is for individuals and for quiet people, so here I am!" he explained looking very proud of his assumptions, as was I. 

I just smiled and nodded not knowing how to answer him, my stupid shyness kicking in. His smile still plastered on his face as he looked at me with a very soft look in his eyes, while I just kept on looking between his eyes and down my lap. 

"So, how was gym?" he asked with a very amused look. He knows I hate that class, since I told him at some point, and I know that he is just teasing me right now. 

"Oh, it was fantastic! Even the teacher was amazing!" I replied with a very serious face and an annoyed look, sending the sarcastic message to Niall.

He just laughed at my answer finding it very amusing for some reason. As he was about to say something, an old woman walks towards us, stares at both of us, and releases the loudest "shhhh" I have ever heard in my life. 

Our faces must have looked very funny, we both were very stunned with the loudness of her shushing. So , we decided to leave the library and go sit outside. 

As we found a spot on the grass to sit, Niall started telling me about his day yesterday and how his day is going today, me being completely interesting in his daily activities for some reason. 

I am still trying to find the perfect moment to ask him about his texts last night, but I can't seem to bring myself to collect enough courage to ask him. However, he stopped speaking for a while and there was a very comfortable silence between us, so I decided to ask him. If I didn't ask now, I know I will not ask later. 

"Hey Niall?" he turned to face me with a very soft look on his face, encouraging me to speak. "Um, you um you texted me last night about wanting to talk to someone and never answered after.. uh were you okay?" That was the only way that I found I could formulate my words to be somewhat comprehensive. 

He stared at me for some time before opening his mouth slightly to answer me. 

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GUYS! HI! Im so sorry I haven't updated in a while, I just didn't know what to write and had nothing in mind. BUT IM BACK! This was somewhat of a filler chapter but Im writing the next one right now and hopefully it'll be up soon as well! I'm gonna try and update as much as I can now before starting uni! 

Please tell me what you think of this chapter.. did you like it? did you not? Any suggestions? 

Thank you for reading! 

Take care xx

[August 6, 2016 - 1072 words]