New Guy

Chapter 26

ugh silly wattpad glitching and deleting the stuff i've written.. the beginning of the chapter has ninaxzayn but most of the chapter is just gonna be harola xD i'm not stuffed writing much, and the only thing i'm actually good at is cute scenes so.. yeah.. ALL THA SHIPS! \(^-^)/

~Tuesday~

Nina's POV:

Spending time with Zayn as his girlfriend can't compare to spending time with him as a friend. He's so gentle, sweet, and there's this new feeling I get every time I'm around him. I love him so much, and I can tell he loves me too.

"Zayn, you ready to go?" I call from my bathroom, checking my appearance in the mirror one more time to make sure it's perfect for school.

I get a 'yep' in return and I head downstairs, intertwining our fingers and heading outside to make our way to school.

On the way, Zayn pulls me close to his side, and starts singing my favourite song quietly to me, the corners of his lips turned up in what seems to be a small smile. He drives me crazy and I know my feelings about Zayn will never change.

Liam's POV:

"Close your eyes," Nicola says, and I do as I'm told. I feel around until I'm grabbing onto her hand. We're at school, but I have no idea why. Nicola told me to meet her here and frankly, I agreed because by herself, she could do things. Bad things.

She leads me around the school, which isn't very fun, considering I don't know if she's going to make me walk into a door or wall or whatever. I don't really care, though, because the only thing going through my mind is 'I'm holding Nicola's hand, I'm holding her hand, I'm holding her hand'.

I shake the thoughts away before Nicola stops, resulting in me walking into her. She stifles a giggle and tells me to open my eyes. "But be quiet."

I nod and look around, realising we're outside the room we go to for English. She totally likes Styles. She opens the door a little and looks inside, me doing the same.

Inside is Mr. Styles writing some stuff at his desk with headphones on, singing along to a song I recognise as 'Look After You', by The Fray.

I did not know he could sing, and he has quite a good voice at that. We just stand here watching for a little while, before Nicola steps inside, just a tiny step so he doesn't hear or see her in the room.

I wonder what she's doing. He eventually starts singing the chorus and that's when Nicola joins him, the smile on her face growing wider with each lyric.

If he makes her smile, I'm happy. And yes, I can tell that Nicola's smile is one of pure happiness, but I can see quite clearly that it's also one of love. Seeing her like this just makes me feel nice, considering all that's happened in the past month or so.

"Woah oh, woah oh, be my baby.. Hmm.." She sings along with him, eyes bright and smile wide across her lips. "Woah oh, woah oh, be my baby.. I'll look after you.."

He looks up and smiles, sliding his headphones off, still singing. He stands up and walks over to Nicola. Both of them keep singing, and I want to walk away to leave her be, but I can't stand the thought of those two alone together.

I do want Nicola to feel like she can do what she likes, though, so I walk off to my locker and wait for more people to arrive.

Harry's POV:

The girl before me looks up at me, singing along to the tune my iPod is playing. Her voice is beautiful, and so is she. All I want to do is kiss her and hold her and call her my own.. But I can't. I can't and it hurts.

I've only known her for about two months, and already I want to be with her forever. I've never felt like this before, and I don't think I ever will again.

The boy at the door, who I think was Liam, has left so it's only me and Nicola.

"There now steady, love, so few come and don't go.. Will you, won't you, be the one I'll always know?" I sing softly to her, and I know she probably only sees them as song lyrics..

My hands find their way around Nicola's waist, which I don't even realise until her cheeks turn a little pink. I probably shouldn't be doing this, but there's a good hour before anyone's due to get here, and I really don't care.

It's only now that I notice how small she is compared to me, standing directly in front of her I have to look down and she has to look up - and this only makes her even cuter.

She's stopped singing, so it's only me, but I don't mind, because now I feel like I'm singing to her. Eventually the song on my iPod finishes, and I toss it to my desk along with my headphones.

We kind of just stay here, staring at each other for a while. It's nice.

The thought of someone walking in right now fills up my mind, and I try my hardest to shake it off as I dip down and press my lips against hers.

Nicola's POV (well I'm screwed):

His lips are warm and soft and everything I hoped they'd be and.. And.. I can't. I want to. I want him to hold me in his arms and never let go and I just..

After what feels like forever, I pull away and look up at him for a second, his eyes a mix between confused, hurt and... There's something else there.. I just can't tell what it is..

I squirm out of his arms and run outside into the hallways, vaguely noticing I brush past Niall as I go.

Niall's POV:

First period is English and I just wanted to ask Mr. Styles some stuff, so I got to school quite early.

As I'm walking through the hallway, I notice that the door to the room is already open, and before I can say 'Ireland is t best', Nicola runs out of the room and sweeps past me.

I fight the urge to follow her and keep going - maybe Styles can tell me what's up with that.

Walking into the English room, I see that he's just standing in between the tables and his desk, looking kind of confused.

I clear my throat and he turns to look at me, shock still obvious on his face. Deciding I really want to know what happened, I toughen up a little and walk over.

"What's up with Nicola?" I ask curiously. "She just ran out of the room and almost knocked me over."

"How am I supposed to know.. You think I'd know.. You think wrong.. What do I have to do with it.. It could have been anything.. Stop asking questions will you, school hasn't even started.."

He mumbles, in a frantic attempt to get his shit together, walking back to his desk and falling into his chair.

"Come on. I know you have something to do with it," I push on, walking over to stand in front of his desk, looking right at him.

His hair is a mop of curls that flop over his eyes as he looks down, twidling his thumbs and biting his lip.

"I didn't do anything," He answers stubbornly, looking up at me with a kind of glare.

"I never said you did anything," I counter, smirk turning the corners of my lips up a little. "So, Styles. I'm gonna ask you one more time,

What did you do?"

EDIT: Hiii! I just wanna thank you all for 1k reads! It means a lot to me, and I hope you're enjoying this! I'm sorry if the updates are taking a while, I'm really busy atm. School work and singing and yeah. Tysm, guys, ily. :) xx