The Aussie

Chapter 4

Ashlyn's Pov:

I had Algebra next, my least favorite subject. After what felt like circling the whole school twice, I determined I was lost, the final bell rang and I had no idea where I was going. I looked around to see nobody in the halls. I started heading towards what I thought was the direction of the main office. I turned the corner and ran right into someone. "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry." I said, frantically, picking up the book I dropped. "No worries love." the guy said. "I'm Ashlyn." I said, holding out my hand. "Niall." he said, shaking my hand. I smiled back at him, when I realized what he said his name was. My face dropped and my eyes widened. "Niall, as in, Niall Horan?" I questioned, feeling a panic attack coming on. "Thats me, is something wrong? You don't look so great." he said, reaching his hand toward me. I tried to get out a "yeah", but before I could say anything everything got fuzzy and then blackness.

I woke up in the nurse's room. "How am I here?" I asked the nurse, sitting up from the uncomfortable cot. "A boy brought you in here after you passed out." Wait, Niall helped me? I thought criminals were supposed to be mean. I was so confused, if he was as bad as everybody said he was, then why did he help me. "What time is it?" I asked. "11:55" she replied, "Lunch is in 5 minutes, so you can just stay in here until then." The bell rang and I walked towards the cafeteria. I saw Caroline immediately and headed to her table after grabbing a bag of chips and a bottle of water. I sat down and she introduced me to everyone. "Hey, I'm Chris." one of Caroline's friends said, after she started talking to the girl next to her. "Hi,I'm Ashlyn." I smiled. "So you came all the way from Australia?" "Yep, it's a lot different here." "Maybe I could show you around sometime." "I'd like that." He passed me his phone and I handed him mine. "What class do you have next?" Chris asked, looking at his timetable. I took out mine and put it next to his. "We have the rest of the day together." I said, comparing our timetables. The bell rang and we walked to class together.

Niall's Pov:

After dropping Ashlyn off at the nurse, I decided to just skip class. Either Ashlyn is actually sick, or she knows who we are, and I'm pretty sure shes not sick. I really wish we could have told her, instead of her hearing the messed up version. I wonder what she "knows". I really like her and I know the boys do too and shes probably terrified of us.

At lunch, Ashlyn sat with the fakes and she talked to the manwhore of the school, Chris, the whole lunch. I watched them swap numbers and smile and laugh at each other. The boys were watching her too, we barely even knew her and I could tell we were already getting protective over her. The bell rang and they both got up at the same time and walked out.