There he was, on the courts playing basketball with all the other jocks surrounded by all the hot and popular girls, Niall Horan.
Niall is one of the most popular boys in school, every girl wants to be with him and all the guys want to be him.
Niall has soft blonde hair which is always in a quiff and he makes it look amazing.
You'll never see Niall without a pair of nikes on his feet and a messy tee.
Me and my friends always watch the basketball matches, I tell them I go to write about it in the school paper but really I want to watch Niall.
Niall is always the hero of the game, he is so good at what he does, he makes it look easy.
Game after game I see him leave out the back exit, and for some reason I think there's reason why.
After today's game I decided to follow him secretly, I know it sounds creepy and stalker-ish but I had to find out what he does back there after games.
After the game he picked up his back pack and slung it over his shoulder, he took his towel and patted his sweaty face after going through the back exit door.
He stood outside the door for about five minutes until a mini bus pulled over.
The mini bus had about 6 other kids in there and a man driving, across the door of the mini bus it said "Family Centre" - I had never heard of it before, I didn't know what it was.
I didn't think Niall had 6 other siblings so I had to find out what "Family Centre" was and I didn't want to give up.
When I got home I got on my laptop and searched for "Family Centre".
It took me about a minute to find a page for a place with that name.
I was shocked.
I read and found out that the 'Family Centre' is a care home for teenagers with a family who can't care for their child.
I began worrying...
I wondered why Niall would stay there. He must have an ill parent or none at all.
I went on Facebook and saw Niall was online. I felt tempted to message him. I wanted to know why he was there and if he was okay.
I couldn't let him know I was watching him and it might be a secret.
I decided to let it go until I had further evidence. He might not even be there.
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On the next day of school I didn't see Niall anywhere.
I had Spanish class and Niall sits beside me.
I know Niall always skips classes but never Spanish, he is the top student in our class and I know how much he enjoys it, he wouldn't skip.
Half way through the lesson Niall turned up.
The teacher asked "Niall, why are you late?"
"Sorry, miss. I missed my bus and had to get taken to school, sorry." He replied in a quiet voice. I don't think he wanted anyone to hear, but I did.
"No problem dear" the teacher mouthed.
Niall slummed himself in his seat beside me and hung his head down.
I couldn't ignore it. I had to say something.
"Niall?" I whispered.
"Yeah?" he said.
