Finally- a Niall Horan fanfiction

Chapter five- Wow

Lexie's POV

We are sitting at lunch together and he doesn't say a word. Maybe he's shy like me. I want to know more about him.

"So...um...where are you from?" I say shyly. Whenever I'm being shy I talk really soft and I get really nervous, my hands start to sweat and I can't look at anyone in the eye.

"Mullingar, Ireland." He says. He doesn't seem as shy anymore. He looks up and shoots me a big smile. I kinda feel more myself right now. I feel like he won't judge me.

I have a feeling in my stomach but I don't know what it is. I think I'm just hungry so I open my granola bar and coke and eat.

"You don't eat much do you?" He ask me. He ask me like he wants to know. I want to tell him that "I eat every second of my life." But he'll just call me fat like everyone else.

"Me too. I love food." He tells me. I look at him in confusion.

"Wait. What?" I ask him. He raises a brow at me.

"You said that you eat every second of your life."

"Really? I didn't mean to say that out loud." I started to panic. My eyes go wide and my mouth hangs open.

"It's okay. Your acting like you didn't want me to know. Why?" He questions. I quickly change the subject.

"If you love food too, then why aren't you eating?" Maybe I can stump him.

"I wasn't hungry." He states and looks back down at the table. I hear the bell ring and get up from the table.

"I'll see ya around." He tells me and flashes me a warm smile.

"Yeah defiantly." I reply with an equally warm smile. We say our goodbyes and go to our classes. Only two more classes until I can go to the music room. Yay!

NIALL'S POV

Wow. That's all I can say is wow. I know that I didn't get to know much but I feel like I can tell her anything. She beautiful. Her long brown hair. Her deep brown eyes that have some much light in them. Not to mention, she's American. I love American girls, her accent is just music to my ears. Speaking of music I noticed there was a music room here. Maybe I'll go sometime. I go off to my classes and hear the usual

"Your a Justin Bieber wannabe"
"Where are my lucky charms?"

Ugh it's already getting old. As I walk to my classes I pass the ladies room. I hear a slight sob. I didn't bother asking if they were okay because I hate it when people cry. I want to start crying myself. I slow down but keep walking.

My next few classes go by fast. After school was out I was ready to go home. But first I went to all my teachers to introduce myself and stuff like that. As I'm walking out of the school I pass the music room. I hear music and a voice. I stop in my tracks and back up. Someone is playing the piano and singing. It's a girl. I squat down to where only my eyes are peeking trough. I see her. I see Lexie. She looks over and I try and hide. Shit. I hope she didn't see me.

LEXIE'S POV

After lunch I was walking to my locker to get my stuff. Someone tripped me I look up and see Kelsey, Katie, and Kayla all laughing at me.

"Hey emo." Kelsey says. She's the leader of the group. They say and do whatever she says. Katie and Kayla are like her slaves.

"I saw you and leprechaun at lunch today. You should go out. Oh wait, even he is too good for you. Your just a fat, ugly, stupid whore." She says to me with an evil smile played on her face. I stand up and walk away. They don't see the tears streaming down my face.

I enter the girls bathroom. I walk into a stall and sit on top of the toilet. I sob quietly into my hands. Maybe their right. I calm myself down and look in the mirror. They are right. I am ugly, fat, and I'm stupid. Once I'm calm enough I touch up my make up and walk to my next class.

My classes fly by, thank god, and I smile a little eager to get to the music room. I walk in and immediately get my journal out. I look at an empty page and decide to just play around today. I hear the bell ring and I hide. Nobody is suppose to be in here at all. They canceled the music program but never sold the instruments. I hide under the old desk and wait. Stupid me, I turned on the lights. Now I have to wait until someone turns it off. It's been 15 minutes under here. Just as I was about to get out the door opens and the lights turn off. I hear the door lock and then come out.

I head straight to the piano an play a few notes and cords to warm up and warm up my voice. I sat there and finally a song came into mind. I start playing How to Save a Life by The Fray. I play and sing the first verse and the chorus. Just as I was about to sing the second verse something caught my eye. It looked like a person looking through to door. I look quickly and see something go down fast. I got up and went to the door. I look out the door. No one was there. I head back to the piano and finish the song.

After I'm done I head home. I head to the kitchen and find a note on the counter from mom.

"Hey honey, your father and I went out with friends and won't be back till tomorrow. Money on the counter. Call if you need me. We love you."

The note read. Great I'm home alone agin. As usual. I love my parents but we aren't as close as we were when I was first adopted. They are never home. I have no friends to come over, my siblings are in American or college. Guess I can watch the telly. I decide to get popcorn, I might have eaten three bags and two cokes. God I am fat. Next thing I know I wake up and I look at the clock and it's 5 am. I decide not to go back to sleep and just go ahead and get ready. Maybe I can go to the music room early. I get ready and go to school.

I enter school and head to the music room. It's usually lock but I open it with my bobby pin I always carry. But it was already open. I open the door and see a blond haired boy playing the guitar and playing How to Save a Life.

He stops and turns to face me. Our eyes meet and I am frozen. He has a beautiful voice, sexy even. His eyes go wide and his mouth falls and I do the same.

"I...ugh...I" is all he can say.

"Were you the person peeking through the door while I was in here yesterday?" I say and he nods shyly.

He stands up and walks out. I am at a lost for words. Not only is he sweet, funny, and hot but he can sing too. Wow.

I don't see Niall all day. I wish I would have. I didn't even see him at lunch. Was he embarrassed, did he get mad at me, does he even like me. Why can I get him out of my head.