Smile. ON HOLD(Punk Niall Horan Fanfic)

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I smile up to him and take it. I like this Niall. I really do. He's so sweet, and makes me feel happy. He's actually nice to me and doesn't make me feel like complete shit.

But I know that wasn't going to last long.

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(Talia's POV)

As I grip Niall's hand, and he pulls me up. I fall into his chest and he chuckles, causing his whole body to shake. I take a step back from him and smile weakly. "Let's head to lunch then yeah?" He says. And I nod. He just stands there for a second, and I swear I saw his hand twitch forward as if he was going to hold mine. But he doesn't, instead he turns around and walks to the gym doors.

I follow, slowly, behind him. He holds the door for me and quietly, I thank him. I walk a head of Niall and I hear the door close behind me. Soon after I can hear his foot steps following close behind me. People started filling into the halls, making it crowded. Someone walks by me, and pushes me into the lockers. I fall with a thud. I lean on the wall and hold my right shoulder.

I look around to see if I can find Niall anywhere. He's eyes are on me and he tries to get through but he's having a hard time. "Tal-" Someone hooks on Niall's arms and his eyes shoot to them. Liana. My chest pangs with jealously. "Umm..." Yet again Niall is cut off and more of his group comes to get him. They all ask why he wasn't in class and that he missed a guy being punched in the gut by the new guy.

New guy? Luke? Please don't let it be Luke. OH MY GOD, LUKE! I completely forgot. I feel so bad. He must be worried! I look at my phone again and check the notifications. It said I had six miss calls and 13 text messages from Lukey-poo. I turn on my heal and walk away.

I take a look behind my shoulder. Liana's still stuck on his arm and his friends are laughing at something. He's smiling as well and laughing. Why doesn't he tell Liana to get off? Why doesn't he tell them that he has to go and follow me? I thought...I thought he wanted to be with me. I'm an idiot. How could I even think about him wanting to be with me. He just wanted a quick make out. I should have known. How could I let him touch me like that? I feel disgusting. I reach my hand up to my lips and wipe them. The taste of his lips linger on me. I want it off.

I feel my chest to start to ache. I put my hand where my heart is hidden nd grip the skin. It hurts. Bad. My heart is aching so bad. I fee like I'm going to cry. I feel so sick to my stomach and absolutely awful. Why-why did he have to do that to me? I actually thought he was a decent guy for a second. I thought maybe behind those icy eyes, there was warmth. I was wrong.

I walk to the lunch room and push the door open. I walk to my normal table, the one off in the far corner. Usually, before I get to the table, it's empty. But this time someone's sitting there. What the hell? I walk over and I'm about six feet from the person and then I finally realise who it is. I sit next the him and he rips his headphones out. He put his arms on my shoulders.

"Where were you?!" He almost yells. "I was so worried! I-I didn't know what to do when you weren't at your locker. I got scared." I look down at my lap.

"I'm sorry." I could slowly feel tears reach my eyes. Damn that Niall. I can't believe I'm crying over him. I mean I've cried because of him before, but this time it's different.

"Talia. What's wrong?" He asks softly. I shake my head, letting him know that I don't want to talk right now. "Come here." He pulls me close to his chest and I lie my head on his shoulder. Little sobs escape my lips. I'm so pathetic right now. I'm so sick of myself. I don't understand this feeling in my stomach. I'm so confused. I should have never kissed Niall. I should have never stayed in the locker room with him. I should have went back to my locker once he let go. I should have never let this happen. He's probably telling his friends about it now. He's probably saying how horrible of a kisser I was. I hold on the Luke tighter and he rubs my back, cooing soft words in my ear.

I suck in a deep breath and huff it out. I release myself from Luke and he takes one of his arms off of me. I turn my body so that my legs are under the table. Luke pulled his arm on my shoulder and nudged my head to lie on his shoulder. I obliged. Lay my head slowly in the crook of his neck and nuzzle in. Once I finally calm down Luke asks me what's wrong. But I don't answer him.

"Come on Tal, I just wanna know...I was worried sick." His head dropping. I sighed.

"Alright, so what happened was..."

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After I finished telling Luke what happened, I was in tears again. And Luke was gobsmacked. But he still soothed me again. As I finally calmed down, again, he turned to me and said, "Okay let me get this straight...you and Niall, kissed?" Not trusting my voice, I nod instead. "Oh.." You could hear disappointment in his voice. "How could you let him use you so easily? After everything he's done to you, I'd except more of a fight." I couldn't do more than sigh. Luke was right. After all the name calling, hitting, pushing, beating, and so on. Now that I'm rethinking everything...how could I have let him kiss me and not fight back?

Wha-what the actual hell is wrong with me? Everything about what I just told Luke makes NO SENSE! I groan in confoundness. I grip my hair and tug at the curls. "Luke, why did this happen.." I lift my face up and look at him. Now that I take a closer look at Luke's face, I can see his lower was cut and is a bit swollen. His right cheek had a light tint of purple on it. I look down at his knuckles and see they're all torn and dry with blood. "Where you the one who got into a fight?!" My voice wobbles.

"Ah.." he rubbed the back of his neck. "Kind of..."

"Luke! Why?" his eyes darted on me. His eyes became hard.

"Because they were taking about you. I wasn't going to just sit there and let people spit rubbish about you behind your back!" I gasped, as for I was taken aback. "I had to do something Talia."

I shook my head, "No you didn't. I'm use to all of that. I don't really...care anymore." I choked on my own words.

"That's a tub of bullshit! Even if are okay with all of this.." he sighed, "I'm not." His eyes softened. "I don't like people hurting my gir-my friends." his cheeks tinted with crimson. "I won't stand for it you here me. If anyone hurts you...I'll be dealing with them. Expecially that Niall bloke." Luke growled.

I smiled weakly. "Luke don't do anything to him. Just don't give him attention anymore." I patted his shoulder.

"But-"

"He's not worth our time, okay."

He nodded then showed off those lovely dimples that made me feel not so alone anymore. Those deep dimples warmed my heart up and made me feel at ease. But that went away, as I could feel icy-cold eyes pierce right through my soul.

Don't turn around. Don't turn around!

Go ahead and turn around Talia. Do it! He'll get mad if you don't.

Following my idiotic brain, I turned around. Niall's eyes were on me. I'm sure of it. Unless he was staring at the wall, which I hightly doubted. His eyes were so hard to read. It seemed to be a mix of confusion, anger, and something else. Heartbreak? Wait that's not possible, he has no heart to break.

I turn back around and face the table. I feel my face becoming warmer. I still feel his eyes on me. Please stop looking at me. I say inside.

"Wait...don't you still have to go over his flat for your project?!" Luke hissed.

Shit! Shit shit shit shit shit!!

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I am soooooo sorry for the wait! I actually wrote this a while ago but never posted it. I am so sorry I waited this long, just so many things have been going on for me and I hadn't found the time for Wattpad! I'm so terrible sorry. Well anyways I hoped you enjoyed and the next chapter will be out by Saturday or earlier.

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