Twinning

Chapter 7

I agreed to meet Niall in the library again for lunch. But this time I told the twins so they wouldn't get mad at me again. I don't eat, unless of course we go out to eat, but I walk down to the library empty handed.

Niall is sitting in the same spot again, but this time he doesn't have endless amounts of books gathered around his seat, he's just sitting back in his chair, relaxed.

"Hi Niall!" I smile as I pull up a chair right next to him. He smiles brightly,

"Hey Jen! How are ya?"

"Great! And you?" He sighs a bit,

"Eh, I've been better." I furrow my eyebrows in confusion,

"Why's that?" I ask, trying to sound as cheery as possible. He scratches the back of his neck, nervously as he answers,

"Zayn's just kinda.. Being a jerk, no big deal." I bite my cheek to hold in my anger and readjust in my seat.

"What did he do?" I try to act calm, drumming my fingers on the table. He sits up, obviously much less relaxed.

"Nothing too bad, he just.." He sighs, "he does... things, that's all."

"Like?" He looks down at his hands,

"Just... I mean, he uh... Jen. Zayn doesn't like me and he makes it very clear. I mean you saw the one thing he did yesterday." I roll my eyes, remembering how Zayn hit him on the back of the head and all,

"I need to put a stop to this." I cross my arms over my chest.

"No, Jen. I don't care."

"I've heard that plenty of times." I sit back in my seat, disapprovingly.

"Oh really? From who?"

"Myself." I lean forward. This takes him off guard and he takes a breath. He acts like he's the only one who knows how it all feels, well he's wrong.

"W-what do you mean?" I scoff at this. He really doesn't know? Oh, that's right. I never talked to him..

"I know how you feel, Niall. I know it doesn't seem like it, and don't say that you don't care. I've said that plenty of times but I do care." This leaves him speechless for a minute or two before he swallows hard and then speaks up,

"Who would bully you?" is he really that stupid? I arch my eyebrows,

"Every girl that likes the twins." He stares at me blankly, "I can't be left alone in the locker room or else someone's gonna come and fight me, I deleted all my social media cause everyone was calling me a slut, and all my 'friends' only talk to me to get to them, shall I go on?"

"No." He immediately responds. "No don't go on." I finally lean back in my chair and stare down at my hands. "I didn't know people treated you that way..."

"No one really knows. I don't let it show." This is really hard for me to talk about, but I mean hey, I gotta let it out sometime and I'm sure as hell not gonna tell the twins anytime soon about all this.

"I'm really sorry, Jen." He looks into my eyes and I just shrug,

"But I mean I have you, you're my true friend, that's all that matters, right?" He smiles at me a little,

"Yeah, you have me. I'm here for ya, Jen." There's another pause, honestly I'm just glad I got that off my chest and now I have someone that I can always talk to. My only goal right now is to talk some sense into Zayn. He's messing with my friend and that's not okay.

The bell rings again and I stand up lazily, I don't really wanna leave, I just wanna talk to Niall.

"C'mon lets go!" I smile and stand up.

Niall and I part ways as we walk back to class, soon enough Harry and Marcel join me on either side.

"How was the library?" Harry asks, mocking me.

"Very educational." I laugh a tiny bit. Truth is, I did learn a lot today. I learned about how much of a jerk my friend is.

"Whatcha doin this weekend, Jen?" Marcel asks me. I shrug,

"Nothing, why?"

"Zayn wants to go bowling with us. I said that you're in, so you're in, right?" I smile warmly but a cold feeling overcomes me at the word "Zayn" that jerk.

"Of course!" I grin. Bowling is a lot of fun, so why not?