blind // niall horan

three

"So , Niall, where's um.. your classroom?" Samantha asked him. 

"I r-really can't remember a-actually.." He replied in shame. Samantha looked at Niall with sympathy. A boy like him doesn't deserve to be blind, he deserves to see the beauty and the wonders of the world. 

Then, she remembered when she was exploring the whole school before, she saw a classroom with a sign in big, bold letters that say : SPECIAL CLASSES FOR THE BLIND. The room wasn't far away from where they were walking so she turned to the right with Niall holding her hand. 

"I remember, Niall! Come on. We don't want you to be late." She said and they both walked faster. 

Niall was very nervous as he might bump to a wall or something, but he trusted Samantha that she wouldn't purposely do that kind of thing. 

Samantha finally saw the room and they both slowed down their paces. She knocked slightly on the door and the teacher opened. 

"Har- I mean Mr. Styles! What're you doing here?" she asked dumbfounded. "I also teach the blind, Samantha." He replied then chuckled. "Oh." was all Samantha said. 

"Anyway, Mr. Styles, I just helped Niall here since h-he can't remember where to go." She said. Niall slowly let go of Sam's hand and Sam frowned at the lost of contact. Niall's hand is so soft that she wanted to hold it all day/. 

"Thank you, Ms. Wade. You should probably go to your class, you're 5 minutes late. Wait here, I'll give you a late pass."

"Thank you, Mr. Styles." 

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Samantha gently knocked on their classroom door and her teacher opened with a complete blank face. Samantha felt nervous. 

"And where were you?" Her teacher asked without any emotion. "Sorry, I was late, Ms. Jane, I um.. I just helped the b-blind student go to their class." 

Her teacher raised an eyebrow at her, but knowing Samantha Wade, she was too good of a student to skip a class or make up an alibi because she was late for a class. Samantha handed her late pass and then she sat down on one of the chairs at the middle row, took out her things and listened to Ms. Jane. 

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All of her classes finally ended and she sighed in relief as there were no homeworks given, but they were given a handout to study for a quiz tomorrow. 

Samantha waited in front of the school gates when she saw Niall sitting by the bench near a tree. She walked towards him and Niall immediately felt very nervous because who knows? It might be a killer or a robber for all he knows because he's blind, but in a school like this? Who would do such a thing? 

"Hi Niall." Samantha smiled brightly at him. 

"Um.. H-Hi." He sighed in relief knowing it was only Samantha. 

"So.. how was um.. your classes?" Samantha asked. "It was good. Mr. Styles is a really great teacher." Niall replied. 

"Good to know." Samantha said. 

She was about to say something when a woman probably in her middle 40s walked towards them. "Niall?" She said. It took a moment before Samantha realized it was his mum. "Mum?" Niall asked and tried to look for his mum. 

"I'm right here. Come on let's go home." His mum said and Niall stood up. "Bye Samantha. Thanks for um.. helping me.." Niall said and blushed a bit while he smiled. "Not a problem, Niall." Niall's mum smiled warmly at Samantha and hugged her. 

Samantha's eyes widened at the polite gesture, but Samantha hugged back. "Thank you so much for helping my son. It means a lot to me." His mum mumbled. "Not a problem um.." "Maura. Maura Horan." "Maura." 

Niall and his mum eventually left, leaving Samantha alone at the bench. 

She was alone, but for a change, she finally felt happy.