Louder [Niall Horan]

Chapter 2

*Cameron's Pov*

That was the last time I spoke to Niall. I couldn't say I hated him for what he did, but I was mad. He wasn't that big of a jerk to tell everyone what was in the notebook, but he was enough to make fun of me because of it. Teachers seemed to notice how much I despised him, so they decided to make me sit next to him in every class. Yes, I admit I, I still like him. I still sit at that old bench, admiring him. But in all the classes where I sat next to him, occasionly I would here someone whisper,

"Cameron!"

"Cam!"

I had to force myself not to look back, once I saw his face all my confidence would fly out the window. So no matter how many time he called my name, I couldn't turn around. The feelings would come back and I'd successfully embarrass myself a hundred times worse.

When the bell rang, I ran to my no locker, no way was I going to risk bumping into him.

Then there written on a sticky note, were the words 'I know you're secret.'

Great.

Great.

Great.

Thanks life I so needed that.

WHY IS THIS HAPPENING.

I can't even process this oh my gosh.

I HAD PLANNED JUNIOR YEAR AS QUIET AND SWEET NOT SCARED AND JUDGE MENTAL.

THAT MADE NO SENSE AT ALL.

Ok, calm yourself Cameron.

Maybe he's lying? I mean it was a big notebook, he couldn't have read it all so quickly! Wait.... Which secret.

HOLY CRAP ALL MY SECRETS ARE IN THERE.

I just.

I can't.

I looked around, did I just miss half of class or what everyone's gone.

I banged my head on my locker, lunch... Right.

I took out the brown bag, and slowly walked over to my bench, that still nobody had noticed.

There he was, the boy who knew all my secrets, but decided to keep them? In what world does a popular boy keep someone else's secrets? Especially such an easy target! I basically walk around with a sign that says make fun of me. Ha, being invisible has it's perks.

"Cam?"

My head snapped up to meet his blue eyes, I looked away, no one's ever called me that besides...

"Don't call me that." I solemnly said before taking out a bottle of water and apple from the bag.

He sighed. "I know I shouldn't have read it. Any of it."

"But it was so tempting blah blah now you're going to tell my secret. Thanks now leave." I said biting into my apple.

Yay this is fun.

He grunted, clearly frustrated.

I couldn't help but tell how just... Beautiful he looked. I dunno know if that's weird to say about a guy, but there really isn't a different word for it. His blonde hair stuck up, the roots clearly brown, and his eyes... Just... Wow.

"Look, I'm sorry. I know we barely know each other, and you seem to have an interesting life, so maybe we could hang out?"

I almost laughed. Almost.

Alright I did. I was completely in hysterics, shaking my head.

"I have an an interesting life? I'm nobody, you know nothing about me!"

"I read it all." Well that shut me up.

I glared at him,

"Just give me my notebook and we can never talk again, I'll sit here alone and watch you-Yolanda, you know the girl from math? She's a good...person?" Wow I'm an idiot. I completely just told him how I watch him.

It's not creepy.

He smirked, he was gonna laugh. If he laughs I swear I'll-

He laughed. That's it my life is over, retreat, goodbye. I took my stuff and got up, ready to got my locker.

My wrist was caught by Niall's hand. His large hand was awkwardly wrapped around my small wrist, and made us both stop to look at it for a second.

That was weird.

I wriggled out of his grip, leaning over the table for my notebook, when two hands pulled on the other side of it.

My eyebrows flew up,

"You're not gonna give it back?" I asked placing a hand on my hip.

He smirked, "I will, just give me a chance."

"A chance for what? You've got everything you need to ruin my life!" I said pulling back on the notebook.

"Im just trying to help you. It looks like you could use a friend. I know all your secrets what about me?"

I sighed sitting down, yep, I just made a scene, the only thing people will remember by. I looked over at his table.

"Go back to your friends, you already have tons of them."

"Meet me in the parking lot after school, maybe we can go somewhere and talk? Maybe we could friends?" He asked grinning at me.

Don't do it. Don't do it. YOU KNOW WHAT'S GONNA HAPPEN. No. No. No.

I crossed my arms, "Fine. One chance." I said ripping my notebook out his hands and walking out if the cafeteria.

HOLY CRAP I JUST TALKED TO MY CRUSH. I JUST KINDA FLIRTED IN A WAY OH MY GOD.

I proved to do a little happy dance, which included me doing the dance moves from jump on it and the Macarena.

Not a good combination. I danced around for a couple more minutes before realizing a jock and a cheerleader had been staring.

Heh. I rubbed my neck awkwardly and ran into the bathroom, my savior.

So... I said talking to myself as I fixed my hair in the mirror.

Cameron's got herself a date.

My eyes widened before my notebook fell out if my hands,

I HAVE A DATE?!

A/N

This is all crap I am so sorry. But please keep reading and vote! Ill try and update faster!