Music. Music defenitly was the best subject. Whenever Niall knew he'd have music the next hour he'd be happy. Niall was a massive music lover. He played both guitar and piano and well, he could sing a bit.
Plus, he'd see Perrie. He'd paired up with her for the next music project and they were a good team. She was his first friend here on school and she already couldn't be missed anymore. They were together in maths too, but Niall hadn't really noticed her before, which was such a shame!
Perrie was a great singer. Really, her voice was great! Something he defenitly never heard before. She played the piano as well. The project was making a song and recording it before the deadline, which was set 3 weeks from now.
Whenever they got an hour off they'd try to find a free practise room and work on it, simply because they enjoyed it. In class, they'd sit together. Perrie didn't really had alot of friends either. Niall could tell she was a little different. Well, more of a different clothing style, he'd say.
Liam watched Perrie explain Niall some small things. He laughed. Liam wished he saw it more often, but he had to admit he saw it more then just the first week.
Just by watching Niall the time flew as he watched the blonde leave the classroom again. Eventhough he seemed so happy, Liam had to confront him with the F he had gotten for the last test and he'd probably end up toturing the boy like he had told him about before.
Liam sighed as his hand reached out for a blank paper, but the only thing he felt was the table. Damn, did he use all of them already? He groaned knowing he'd find more in the music classroom. So that was exactly where he went. His hand was on the door handle. He was on the point to push it down and enter the room when he heard a piano playing.
He knew the tone. It was called Comptine d'un autre été if he was right, but he never heard anyone play it with so much feelings in it. Not even the original. At this point he was curcious who was playing as he slowly pushed the handle down and opened the door.
He was more then suprised to see that it was the irish lad playing. His eyes closed, body moving alone in the rythm of the music. Liam swore he never saw someone playing an instrument with such feelings.
He had known there was something different about Niall from the moment he walked into the classroom, but he still couldn't tell what neither if this had something to do with it. He had heard Niall and Perrie talking about music class, but he never heard anything in proper detail or about Niall playing this good.
Suddenly the playing stopped as Liam looked up to face Niall who was looking at him with something that could be called shock on his face.
"Oh, sorry.. I came to get papers, but I heard you playing..." Liam apologized. Hell, like it was normal for a teacher to just step in and listen to whatever his student was doing. "D-d-d-doesn't matter..." Niall stuttered as he looked down on his lap.
"You're a good player." Liam complimented him as he walked over to the closet to take a packet of paper out. "Thank you.." Niall said softly, still looking down. Liam wasn't sure wether to ask him if he was okay or just leave it. According to the fact his student was more in his mind then he should be (let's not mention non-stop) he decided to leave it.
"I'll see you in Maths class tomorrow." Liam said. "Oh, about that... About the toturing, could you help me?" Niall looked up now, biting his lip. Liam wondered if he secretly knew he had fucked up his test. "But ofcourse. How about tomorrow after school?" "I have piano class after school.." "What time are you done there?" "Five, but then I have dinner when I get home." "How about I come to your place at seven? I don't want to wait too long with it or you meight fall behind and that's gonna cause trouble."
It wouldn't be the first time Liam would go to the students house and by that, the school allowed it as long as they knew about it. Niall nodded. "Fine with me." "See you then." Liam said as he left. He didn't knew why he liked the idea of going to Niall's house so much, but he should stop it. Eventhough he was just a view years older, around 5 he guessed, Niall was still his student.
He didn't understood why the blonde was on his mind so much in the first place, but something told him that it wasn't alright and he just had to stop thinking about him. Right here. Right Now.
For a moment Liam wasn't sure if he was at the good address, according to the fact he was driving into a forest, but he knew he was at the right place when he noticed the house between the trees. It was quite big actually.
He parked his car and locked it as he walked up to the front door. Even before he could ring the bell the door swung open. An older man wearing a black suit walked out. He looked very angry. His eyes scanned Liam for a second and without saying anything he walked passed him to his car and drove off.
Wondering if his parents even teached him some manners Liam was doubting wether to ring the bell or just walk in. Ringing the bell seemed kinda stupid, since the door was already open, so he stepped inside and silently closed the door behind him.
He heard sobs and frowned as he slowly walked through the hallway, only to find a sobbing Niall in the corner of the kitchen...
CLIFFHANGER!!!! Don't hate moi D; I hope it's still interesting enough. I'm quite busy with school and well, there's quite alot going on here and I'm so exhausted, but I'm really trying to keep up with some of my stories! Specially this one. I'll try to continue Saviour (Larry Stylinson) as well soon. Please leave in the comments what you thought of this chapter and please vote and share! Stay Fab!
