All My Heart (Narry Fan Fiction)

The New Boy (2)

The New Boy

I made my way to my car doing a mental check list just to make sure I didn’t forget anything for school because I don’t want my teachers screaming and lecturing me, that’s the last thing I wanted. It’s the same thing every day, get up and get ready, drive to school, pick up my friend, go through a boring day of school, then come home. I wish something fun or interesting would happen but I can’t see it happening since we live in a really small town in Ireland and the only source of entertainment is a movie theater that’s about forty minutes away. I turned the usual corner heading to one of best mate’s houses; he was already waiting outside for me, once I came to stop by his drive way, he leaped in.

“Hey Niall.” He said while dropping his backpack to the floor and shutting the door. He looked like was going to explode when he turned to face me, I knew he had some fascinating news that he couldn’t wait to tell me but was waiting for me to ask what it was.

“Hey Liam.” I turned back to the road and started to drive. I could tell from the corner of my eye he was getting anxious by the way he was jumping up and down in his seat, I finally gave in and asked him what was making him smile like an idiot. “So, what is it you want to tell me?” “Finally! I thought you never ask. Okay, well remember that guy I told you about, the one I met at the mall, well he texted me yesterday and asked me out!” I nodded so he knew that I was listening. Yeah, one of my best mates was gay, I didn’t have problem with it, I might even be gay considering the dream I had this morning. He is still the same Liam that I’ve known since we shared crayons in kindergarten. But for the majority of the school they didn’t like what he was and that’s why I want to get out of this town because it is so damn boring and the people are just horrible. “Yeah well, we’re going out this weekend and I’m so excited!” He squealed making him sound like a teenage school girl and I couldn’t help but laugh. “That’s awesome, hope you have great time. And you’re showing a little too much of your gayness.” He gasped pretending to look hurt then tried to make his voice deep as possible, “Ready for football practice today and see the hot cheerleaders practice.” I laughed at his attempt to sound manly, “Yeah but I have to leave early today. I gotta get my grade up in English.” He nodded and we pulled up into the school parking lot. Parking in my usual spot, farthest away from the school building and right next to my best mate’s car, Louis. He was leaning against his car, dressed in his trademark suspenders and stripped shirt, “Hey guys.” He greeted me and Liam. “Hey Lou.” I said while locking my car. I noticed Zayn, my other best mate, was standing on the other side of Louis’s car, smoking, making sure he wasn’t noticeable to any teachers that might be outside. He threw the cigarette to the ground and stomped on it, then faced the rest of us, “Hey lads.” He smiled in his typical black t-shirt and leather jacket. “Okay, well lets get to class, don’t wanna be late.”  Liam was enthusiastic like always and ushered us to the school building.

Me and Lou had English, first period together, and Liam and Zayn had history. We made our way into class and were welcomed by students talking. I could make out some conversations, girls talking about the football players they wanted to date and the guys talking about the girls they wanted to get in bed and some talked about this huge party that happened over the weekend. I made my way to my usual seat that was in the back of the class and Lou to his that was in the front, the teacher made up this seating chart, I didn’t mind ‘cause I got to be in the back and was able to sleep without her noticing me. Maybe that’s the reason I failing this class. I folded my arms across my desk and rested my head on top of them closing my eyes for a little while until the teacher came to start the day. “Good morning class.” Ms. Smith came into the room, I didn’t even get enough time to rest. “We have a new student joining us today.” I looked up from my desk, curious of who the new kid is. Then my eyes were wide with shock as I saw who he was, the boy from my dream. “This is Harry Styles. Please treat him nicely. Okay, Harry you can take the empty seat in the back right next to Niall.” He nodded and headed to the seat that was next to me. I watched him move from the front of the class to his seat. Once he sat down, I looked straight forward not wanting him to notice I was staring at him. I looked at him from the corner of my eyes, looking at the same brown curls, green eyes, and lanky body I remember from my dream. I studied every inch of him, from his gray jumper, black skinny jeans, and black convers. I’m sure he felt me staring at him because he kept shifting in his seat probably feeling awkward. He seemed shy while he kept his head down staring at his journal, he didn’t seem like the boy from my dream that was cheeky and confident. He turned his head to look at me, I realized that I was now full on looking at him, his green eyes were so warm and sent shivers down my spine and I felt my cheeks start to heat up, I also noticed that he was blushing, was he embarrassed? I gave him a smile and he returned with a weak half smile and quickly turned back to his journal that was on his desk and started to fiddle with his hands.

Throughout the whole class period I kept thinking, who is this guy? Why did I dream about him when I don’t even know him? What does it mean? Nothing, right? How did he send shivers down my spine by just looking at me? His eyes are really gorgeous though. And I want to feel his soft curls between my fingers. His lips are just perfect, so inviting… why am I thinking of him like this? I mentally slapped myself but I couldn’t deny it, I wanted him. Something inside of me was craving him. The sound of the bell brought me out of my thoughts and I turned to the curly haired boy, wanting to talk to him but he was already walking out of the classroom. I sighed, missing the chance to actually talk to him. The rest of the day went by in a blur and I didn’t have any more classes with Harry but that didn’t stop me from thinking of him the whole day.

It was the middle of football practice when I remembered that I have to go to Ms. Smith’s room to do some make- up work. I ran over to coach to tell him that I had to leave. “Fine. But tomorrow you owe me ten extra laps.” I nodded, great, I get to run extra laps tomorrow. I started to jog away from the field as coach’s yelling got quieter as I made way into the school building. No one was here, expected since it was around 5:30. The halls were pretty quiet, the only thing you could here were my cleats against the tile floors. I was almost to the classroom but stopped when I heard piano playing. I followed the sound to the other end of the hall, the piano music got louder as I stopped in front of the music room. The music was so peaceful and beautiful. I walked in quietly; making sure the person who was playing wasn’t disturbed by me and continues playing.  The music room had a small entry/hallway then would open up to this huge room that was filled with many instruments including a grand piano. I peeked around the corner to see Harry, the one who was playing so beautifully that made my heart feel warm. He looked at ease while he played not shy or nervous like he did this morning. His fingers going across the keys so gracefully. Then the room was filled with the most beautiful sound I have ever heard.

Honestly, I can sing you song. But I don’t think words can express you beauty.

It’s singing to me.

I fell in love from the moment we kissed since then we’ve been history.

They say that love is forever, your forever is all that I need.

Please stayyyy, as long as you need.

I was now sitting on the floor, made sure that I wasn’t seen. His voice was just breath taking.

Can’t promise that things won’t be broken, but I swear that’ll never leave.

Please stayyyy, forever with me.

I smiled to myself, this boy was making me feel like I’ve never felt before. He was always on my mind. His voice brought light to my life and I wanted him to smile so that I can smile. I can feel myself falling for him and I was okay with it. All I want is Harry Styles to be with me. I continued listening to him play, just thinking of how perfect he is.

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