That Boy // l.p. ||COMPLETED||

2.

Liam Payne.

"Where is it!"

I look through my bag knowing I shoved it in there when the bell rang. This can't be happening, that picture was everything to me and I lost it.

What if someone knows I drew it?

I'll be laughed at again. I keep double checking everything. It's not here, it's gone. I slump back in my chair. I listen to Mr. Roberts discuss the English assignment that must be completed by next Monday. I write down what is needed and expected for the assignment.

"You alright mate?" Niall questions leaning over his desk.

I nod, not really wanting to tell anyone I drew Emma and then lost it. He leans back to his desk not really pushing the questioning. I'm thankful for that, I probably dropped it when I left, believing I shoved it in my bag. Knowing Zayn has art now cools my nerves. I will question him about any mysterious papers lying around in the rom after class.

I've never been the artsy type but when it came to her I could do anything. Drawing just came natural when it deals in anyway to further her beauty, which could never be done. As the bell rings I safety place everything in my bag before heading towards the cafeteria for another dreadful lunch. Walking with Niall I notice Emma, more efficiently leaving Spanish.

I'm not a stalker, I just know she's in class because she has it with Louis and Harry.

As I keep my eyes focused on her I notice Louis say something. She nods her head as she pulls a piece of paper out of her binder.

No, it couldn't be.

As my eyes see the faint writing of her name on the back in different shapes and forms proves my doubting mind. That's my drawing. She's holding it in her hands, her smiling face just shines through as she looks at it. Walking passed her, I feel my cheeks heat up.

"This couldn't be me, it's so beautifully drawn." Her sweet voice says speaking to Harry.

"Hey Guys" Louis pipes up.

Niall gives a faint hi, as I barely look up. Emma's blue eyes land on me, a faint smile spreads across her beautiful face. I smile before keeping my head down and heading anywhere but here. Finally making it out if the big crowd I finally breathe.

"Liam did you see that drawing Emma has, it looks exactly like her" Niall gushes as he walks closer to me.

I nod my head, should I tell him I drew it?

"I saw" I finally utter.

"Wait a minute did you?"

"I drew it, but it wasn't meant to be found" I speak up placing my head in my hands as I slide my back down the wall.

The silence grows with every passing minute. Seeing her with it just doesn't make it better, what if I wrote my name on it somewhere anywhere. Then I would have transfer schools again. This makes my second school and being laughed and teased everyday isn't the best feeling in the world.

"I'm hungry Liam, can we go get some lunch" Niall begins to whine.

"Yeah."

Easing up off the floor we make out way to the cafeteria.

Emma Johns.

Coming out of Spanish I feel stupid. Everyone knows I'm no good at foreign languages but having to have it to graduate is just critical. Only agreeing to take it with Harry and Louis, they may distract me but I rather be in there with them some strange kid.

"Let's see the drawing again" Louis speaks up behind me.

Nodding my head I reach in my binder and pull out the paper. I stare at it, admiring every detail that's precisely drawn.

"It's totally you Em" Harry chimes in.

"This couldn't be me, it's so beautifully drawn."

No one says a word as I keep my eyes focused on the paper. Hearing Louis greats someone I look up to see a guy that I notice they usually hang out with. As I look to the other, his arm having some tattoo inked on his skin. His hair perfectly fixed, the plaid shirt fitting tightly to his torso. His brown eyes meet mine, I smile at him. He returns the gesture before looking back down and hurrying off.

Louis shows the kid that I learned to be Niall the drawing. He also believes it's me, but I'm not understanding why. He says his goodbyes before heading off after his friend. His friend seemed either embarrassed or nervous as I looks at him but I'm not sure what it was. His brown eyes held more to them what I was seeing in that short second.

Making our way to the cafeteria I spot out table being secured. Giving Clearance a kiss on the cheek for keeping are table in touched. He smiles weakly at me before pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose. He soon leaves. I wait for Harry and Louis to hurry up and get their lunch so I could ask them about that boy. Grabbing my bag I reach for my phone. Pulling it out I see a missed call from my mom and a message from Luke. I quickly open it before a teacher saw me.

From Lukey : Love you <3

Awe. His little messages like this come ever once in awhile but they mean a lot to me when he does send them. I smile to myself as I hear people placing their trays on the table.

"I have a question" I speak up.

I place my phone back in my bag. Looking up to meet Harry and Louis' gaze. Louis takes a fork full of his salad to his mouth.

"Okay, ask away" Harry mummers.

I take breath wondering if this sounds weird or random. But it's weird not knowing someone when I know everyone. Or I've at least seen them before, that boy has never been in sights or I've never notice him.

"Who is that boy with Niall?"

Harry begins to laugh, as Louis chokes. After they regroup themselves they stare at me.

"Liam" Louis says finally going the conversation.

"Liam Payne" Harry adds on.

Liam Payne. A name nor face I shall never forget.