Dark Secrets - Ziall/Larry Fanfiction

Chapter 2

Hey guys, sorry I didn't post this on Sunday like I promised here is the second chapter. Yay! Oh and look at the gif on the side, aww so cute! Anyway I hope you like this chapter :)

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Chapter 2

Niall's POV:

The teacher entered and started to explain about our History project that we had to do.

"Right class, as you all may know what we do at this time of the term," I heard a chorus of loud groans and moans from a lot of people, but the teacher simply rolled his eyes and ignored them, " yes, we do a project. Now this is quite a big and an important project as listen carefully. It is worth 65% of your marks so I want you to work hard. As I was saying your task is to write a long essay about the holocaust. Like what happened, how it affected people and so on and so on. You can work with the person sitting beside and use this lesson to start it. Also remember, you are welcome to do this outside school if you feel like you won't have enough time to finish in the lessons I give you. Now you know what to do you may start now." The teacher finished his long speech.

I slowly turned my gaze towards Zayn, only to see him intently staring at me as if he was staring straight at my soul, without being embarrassed that I caught him and he smirked once he realised that I was also staring at him. After a while it was getting creepy and uncomfortable so I spoke up.

I didn't know what to say so I said the first thing that came in my head. "I am Niall."

"I know," he reminded me without breaking his stare. What was I thinking, of corse he knew. I mean he was there in the homeroom when I introduced my self this morning. Stupid brain.

He was still at me in that same creepy way.

"Um...w-we should probably g-get started on our p-project now," I suggested nervously. Damn my nervousness and stuttering.

"Nah, I wanna talk." He declined my suggestion which made me more nervous. What the hell did he want to talk about. So I voiced my thoughts.

"Urm...w-what do you want to t-talk about?" I asked.

But before he could say anything though, the bell rang. Phew. Saved by the bell. But I had to ask one more thing.

"So, when are we working on this project?" I wondered.

"After school. My house. I'll pick you up when the school finishes. See ya later Blondie," he winked then left without another word. I was left standing there with a shocked look on my face. He already started with nicknames. And the wink? What the hell.

"Okay," I whispered to nobody in particular then I left the room too.

* Zayn's POV *

I met Harry for the next class. I admit that I was pretty excited to see Niall again after school and I have no idea why I am feeling this way. I never do. And never will.

I greeted Harry with a "hey mate, how are you doing today?"

"Oh hey Zayn, I'm doing good well except I want to tell you something if you're not going to be mad at me," he said nervously. For some reason he looked like he was shitting his pants from the nerves.

"Shoot!" I smiled. He forced one back.

"Uh...well...I...I am..., " he stumbled over the words

"Go on," I encouraged.

"Well...you see... I'mgayandIfancyLouisTomlinson."

"What? Harry, you know you have to speak slower than that for me to understand you," I chuckled softly.