"Aye mate! Better watch out! Asshole One & Two are coming this way." My best mate Josh warned. I raised my eyebrow and turned my body against the lockers, rolling my eyes at the sight of who's coming down the hall.
My ex-boyfriend, Harry, was strutting around with his new girlfriend. AKA, his beard. Harry couldn't handle that he liked dick,
So be denied his feelings for me. S'not like he came harder then he ever had when I was pounding into the mattress or anything.
Nope.
"Just let it go. Not my problem be can't handle my dick." Josh snickered and I sent a sky smile his way. I wasn't a player or anything, but there was no shortage of boys who would spread their legs for me. Again, I am not a player, I'm just gifted with good looks and a monster dick.
Sue Me.
The bell rang and I muttered curses as I rushed to my last class of the day. The maths teacher hates everybody, and being late was an automatic detention sentence. But let's face it, I'm adorable.
I could talk my way out of this.
It didn't work.
I groan as I flop down on my bed after two hours of detention. I had exactly one year till I hit 18. That meant exactly one year of hell to endure, and then I was home free. Even the thought of it brought A smile to my face.
But at the same time,
I was hesitant. High school was my kingdom, where I was the king. I practically got anything and everything I wanted handed to me on silver plates.
A knock on the door brought me out of my thoughts, my mum poking her head in and giving me a small smile. "Niall,
Sweetie? Could you come downstairs for a moment?" She asked and I tense up.
Every questionable thing that I've done in the past week comes through my brain, trying to figure out what she could have found out. "Sure mum." I force a smile and follow her down.
I sit in the couch, my mom and dad sitting across from me and looking extremely nervous. This can't be good.
"Uhm, Niall we have something we need to tell you, and you need to promise us that you'll keep an open mind about it, alright?" My mom softly asks, glancing at my dad. I just nod.
"Son, there's no easy way to say this, but, we're moving. To the UK. In a week."
"Oh bloody hell!" I mutter.
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Fanfiction"You, Mr.Horan, are a dirty little slut for me, aren't you baby?" I moan as he yanks my neck to the side roughly, sucking and biting marks into my pale skin. "I don't know, nor do I care how you were in your old school. You're in my school now. And...
