Loved You First [[[Niall Horan]]]

Chap Ten | Out Of Goodbyes ✰

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"I'll be going!" I shouted to make sure my family who were still living their lives sleeping on their beds while I walk to school could hear me. I hate Saturday classes, especially half day ones. If they can't finish a whole day of class, then they never should've made a half one. It's either whole or none. But still, I'd rather have the half day class rather than the whole day one. Crap, I'm crazy, and late.

I put on my headphones as I walked in the sidewalks, not bothering the busy city coming back to life again. Coláiste Mhuire was just a walk from here that's why I always refuse to take a ride (except when Niall insists) in order to save gases and Mother Earth, and walking everyday would count as an exercise, so walking towards school is like hitting two birds with one stone. I tug my sling bag as I begin my early exercise again. 

As I was walking, Harry's image flashed into my mind. The incident that happened was absolutely terrifying, although Harry was drunk. He seemed so upset, so confused, but convincing last night. I was hoping maybe he'd call me, or text me the moment I open my eyes again this morning, but there wasn't. I desperately need his explanations, real explanations, once he's sober. 

I arrived at school and the number of students who attended surprised me. Usually, only half of the entire school population would attend half-day classes, but with the looks of this, people were in the mood. I bet Niall would be surprised too.

I mentally smacked myself for bringing Niall up to my head again. I sighed.

A few muttered some hello's to me. Were they even my friends? I mean, they never saw me before Niall. They were only doing this because I was Niall's best friend, or ex best friend. They must be assuming that I have contacts with the bad, which was true, and that I was their crush's closest thing. Too bad I have no room for fake friends. 

I went into my first class which was Homeroom. Boring as ever. Who would want to listen to a half-day class? Especially homeroom. No one really cared.

Homeroom ended and I slipped my way out as fast as I could when I felt my phone vibrate. It must be Harry. I got out of the room and slowly took my phone out. 

3 new messages.

I opened them and saw that they were all from Harry. I smile crept from my lips. At last, Harry was awake.

"Good morning love x Sorry bout last night. -H"

"Anne? U mad? Please don't be mad. I was drunk, real drunk."

"U at school? Can I call u?"

I immediately typed in my reply.

"yup, I'm at school. U can call me."

I went outside the campus and decided to skip the next class which was Literature. No big deal. That subject is too easy and our teacher must not be around again. No one's really in the mood to have classes on bright Saturday morning.

My phone vibrated longer than expected, indicating that it was a call.

"Hi." I spoke first.

"Hey." He replied, his voice lazier and huskier. "Sorry about last night. I didn't what I was thinking." he added. I sighed.

"It's fine. You were drunk." I simply said, trying to sound convincing that it was really fine, though it wasn't.