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*Niall's POV*

And I'm here at school for once thinking about nothing. And that's a step up from thinking about Zayn cause I mean they're so close in meaning they can be confused for the same thing.

I walked in and went straight to my first period class. I couldn't afford to be late. It's Monday and I can at least save it for Friday. I was tired though and I'm not the type to fall asleep on my classes but my eyes were getting a bit low.

"Hey cutie." He said and I looked up.

When I realized who said it I looked and saw if there was a mirror behind me.

"Niall I'm talking to you." He said and I gulped.

"Are you sure?" I asked him.

"Yeah. I told you you're not ugly." He said.

"Oh well hi." I said.

"Let me sit by you." He said.

I quickly moved my book bag out of the chair and he sat down. People looked at me and I just hunched.

"So it seems like you got mad at me the other day. Well I think that was you. You live across the street from me right?" He asked.

"Yeah." I said. "And I was just a little frustrated it's hard to talk to you." I said.

"Because you end up gawking?" He asked me.

"No, it's just you're gawd to talk to about certain stuff. You put people down. A quality I can't say that I like about you." I said.

"That's fine too. I don't care." He said.

"I know." I said.

"And how?" He asked.

"I don't know you fully but I know that you're all about yourself." I said looking up at him. "And will put anyone down to make you feel better about yourself." I said.

"I don't think that's what I do necessarily do. I already feel good about myself. I don't need to put people down to do that." He said.

"Then don't. Just don't point out their flaws. Be happy and let them be happy. You don't have to tell them what's wrong with them." I said looking up at him.

"I hear what you're saying but I'll think about it I guess. Maybe not. You have eyes like your mother." He said.

"Hers are green though." I said.

"Yeah but they're soft, just like your moms." He said and I blushed.

"That's cute." He said.

"I don't even think this is real life." I said and he smiled.

"Because I'm so good looking and I'm talking to you?" He asked.

"Not to boost your self esteem higher than it needs to be but precisely." I said.

"That's a bit shitty but thanks." He said.

Our teacher spoke and I instantly started paying attention to her. Zayn kept poking at me.

"Yes?" I asked him.

"Why are you paying attention so intently?" He asked me.

"So I can keep my grades up." I said.

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