Niall wakes up with pleasant warmth against his mouth, smiles half-awake, and hums. Then, he realizes it isn’t the remains of a dream and his eyes fly open. He’s met with dancing brown eyes, and he bolts upright, almost knocking noses with Josh.
“J-Josh?” he asks, blinking rapidly with his eyes, staring at the boy practically on top of him. He throws a glance at the alarm clock on his nightstand and it’s a little past half 8.
“Good morning,” Josh smiles, leaning over and giving him a soft kiss on the lips.
“Uh, good morning, and what are you doing?” Niall questions, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes and yawning lightly.
“I thought we’d walk to breakfast together,” Josh replies, playing with a lock of Niall’s hair.
“Right,” Niall says, laughing nervously. This is getting out of hand, pretty fast. “Let me just get ready, yeah?”
“Sure.”
Niall throws his covers aside, glances at Conrad’s side of the room only to find the boy gone. He must have gone on his early jogging or something, Niall concludes. Inside the bathroom, he stares at his face, and tugs a little at his hair. His dark roots are showing and he decides he is in need of new dye.
Right. He shouldn’t be thinking about hair dye right now. He should be thinking about the current problem in his room.
Josh is taking this fake relationship a little too seriously, and while Niall can’t find the heart to stop it, he can’t find it in himself to lead Josh on, to make him believe that his feelings are reciprocated.
He has to set him straight once and for all.
With that decision, Niall finishes up in the bathroom rather fast and walks out, his hair still dripping with water. Josh is telling him about some student-teacher conference as he is tugging on his uniform, but the blond is only listening with one ear while he tries to formulate the words in his head to come out in the best, most merciful way.
“You ready?” Josh asks, pushing himself off the bed. “Let’s go.” He says, offering Niall his hand and Niall swallows.
“Josh,” he starts out, but doesn’t know how to proceed.
“Yeah?” Josh looks at him, his soft eyes and affectionate smile and slightly mussed hair and he looks so good and…and in love that Niall’s words die in his throat.
He can’t. Omg. He’s the worst, but he can’t.
Cursing himself left and right, he takes Josh’s hand and smiles.
“Nothing.”
“Look at the lovebirds,” Louis says when he and Josh reach the breakfast table, making Niall blush. “Aren’t you both adorable?”
“Shove it, Louis,” grits Niall through his teeth as he slides into the seat next to Zayn, Josh sitting next to him. Louis laughs but thankfully, lunges into some other conversation with a couple of the guys at the table. The girls are all chatting loudly about all the shopping they’ll have to do this weekend for the Legacy, and Niall is trying to figure out how to ultimately straighten out his life.
“Guys! Guys!” Amanda screeches to a halt at their table, her face red from running, her big earrings dangling and her breasts almost falling out of her shirt. Everybody stops what they're doing to look at the girl.
“You’re never going to believe who is back!” she exhales, her eyes wide and set on Louis. Louis slowly put down the spoon he’d been eating cereal with and looks at Amanda with a raised almost uninterested brow.
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Privilege
FanfictionNiall wins a scholarship to one of the most prestigious boarding schools of the country. He is ready to build up his future and live his dreams, but it doesn’t take long for him to get involved with a troublesome group of untouchable and elite boys...
