I woke up sweating, did me and Brad really split up? I looked at the clock it was 9:30. I was meant to be at school an hour and 10 minutes ago. I grabbed my school clothes and put them on in under 2 minutes (record time!).I washed my face and brushed my teeth. I quickly applied some powder and a bit of mascara , I put my hair up into a messy ponytail. I put on my pink backpack and grabbed a chocolate bar to eat on the way up, healthy I know. I got in my car the old red mini cooper with a union jack on top, I'm so glad I have my driving licence otherwise I would of had to run to school and I'm not the best at running. I finally got to school luckily I missed Maths with the demon teacher. I had art my favourite lesson and also the lesson I sit next to Brad in , this is going to be fun.YAY !! (sarcasm if you haven't realised) I ran to Art which wasn't very far from the entrance, I went to the back of the classroom which is where I sit and I placed my gluteus maximus (is that how you spell it? feel free to correct my mistakes) on the chair next to Brad. "Hi." I said trying to break the tension . Brad whispered ... To be continued in the next chapter of:
Which boy? (Niall Horan & Brad Simpson)
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So I have decided to leave this story on a cliffhanger , its not the bestest cliffhanger but yeah, Its still a cliffhanger.
Hope you are enjoying my fabric (fanfic) , sorry this chapter is really short didn't really know what to write xx
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Which boy? ( Niall Horan & Brad Simpson)
FanfictionYou (Holly Hart) are going out with Brad Simpson, but when you are put in detention with Niall Horan the boy you used to (and still a bit) fancy. You began to think you belong with Niall and have to choose between being with Brad and staying popular...