It's Thursday morning. I woke up with a call from Niall. I was a bit worried that he might have found out I spilled about his family to my math teacher.
"Autumn?" Niall said in a rough and dreamy morning voice.
"Yeah Niall?" I said worryingly answered.
"Did you tell anyone about my stuff...?"
I was so worried to tell him, if i did, would he still like me? doubt it.
"Niall I'm so sorry my math teacher asked why I was being so behind in class and I told him I was worried about you and he said I have to tell him if another student is in danger I'm so sorry he blackmailed me and I broke!" I started tearing up as I apologised to Niall.
"Autumn, it's okay. But I'm not in danger so you didn't HAVE to tell him..." he replied.
"But you have a cut on your face..." I said with fear.
"Oh. That. Yeah I guess so, I'm sorry" he said.
"No need to apologise to me you're fine!" I said feeling so horrible.
"Autumn... do you wanna hang out?" he asked.
"Of course" I agreed.
"Where?" I asked.
"Um. I would prefer going to your house..." he said.
"Oh yeah I totally get it, come over." I say.
An hour later I hear a knock on the door and look out the window just incase, it's Niall.
I opened the door and greeted Niall, he looked well done, with perfectly gelled hair and a big coat which looked very soft inside.
"Would you like me to take your coat?" I offer politely.
"No thanks" Niall said
I thought it was odd because my heating was on full blast.
"Okay, come on up" I say as I walk up the stairs and signal Niall to follow me with my hand.
When we got to my bedroom Niall sat beside me on my bed.
"Nice room" he said.
"It's nothing special, really." I say feeling bad that Niall doesn't have a real room of his own.
"I just wanna know if I can trust you, I know you told the math teacher about me but I would really like it to be out secret. Before it was all mine but I need to let it out. You know?" he said with hope in his eyes.
"Of course Niall. I'm so sorry I blurted before, I didn't mean to tell him. And yes of course you can tell me anything and i'll do whatever I can to help!" I say hoping he can really trust me.
"Well... I really don't wanna go back to the centre tonight. Can I stay here tonight?" he asks.
I could tell it took some courage for him to ask.
"My parents aren't home for the week so I guess it's okay" I say, worrying if my parents ever find out, they would hate the idea of a hot bad boy staying at our house, or any boy for that matter.
Later on when me and Niall were watching tv on the couch he paused the show and began to talk.
"Your life is perfect isn't it?" he says.
"It's not, no ones is." I reply.
"Well. Better than mine, I can promise you that." He says.
"Niall, we're different people, but look at you, you're good looking, funny, charming and manage to be a hot bad boy, everyone loves you Niall." I protest.
