It can't be you

Chapter Two

Tuesday (their clubs are on certain days so this is just a regular reminder of what day of the week it is for them)

“Good one Niall!” a student hollered happily. Niall laughed along at his own humour, the rest of the class also chuckling lightly at the class clown.

“Come on then everyone it’s time to work again now!” the teacher declared “Niall Horan, zip it,” she said tightly, demonstrating as if literally zipping her lips shut like a primary school teacher does. Niall smirked. 

“Ah, that was hilarious mate,” the boy next to Niall- Alan- commented. Niall shrugged proudly. 

“All I said to her was that I’m not doing any harm by finishing my chocolate bar quickly, and then in escalated from there,” he raised his eye brows questioningly. Alan laughed, thinking fondly back to the memory. 

“But, Niall if everyone ate food in class it wouldn’t work, that’s what lunch break is for,” a girl to his left pointed out. 

“I know, I was just messing,” Niall grinned widely. The teacher glanced over to the clock to her right and noticed the time. 

“Right, next lesson, everyone get going! Don’t forget that tomorrow is the due date for the practise sheet on simultaneous equations homework!” The teacher said as if it was exciting. 

“Shit,” Niall swore under his breath. 

“What was that, Niall?” she retorted back.

“Nothing,” Niall fired back quickly as the teacher raised an eyebrow. Niall coughed awkwardly while whipping his back pack on to his back and scurrying out of the room before further conversation had to take place. Niall was definitely a class clown, he enjoyed the satisfaction of making people happy, and the method he was best at was humour. As he walked through the outside of the school round to the science department, he noticed a curly haired boy sitting on one of the benches, alone. His head was down sombrely so Niall couldn’t see his face, but he knew something was wrong. It suddenly dawned on Niall that this was Harry Styles, the singing club member with the female attention that Niall occasionally kind of envied. Niall wondered to himself if he should approach Harry, they’d never really talked- although Niall and the instrumentation club had accompanied Harry singing a couple of times- but for all he knows, some kind words from a semi-stranger could completely turn Harry’s day around. Maybe that’s all he needs. Niall then realised he had to get to science and then doubted whether he should approach or not. As he walked towards the bench pondering quickly whether to pass it or stop, he noticed that everywhere was isolated so he was already late to science, he kept walking and passed Harry. 

oO0Oo

The football team all piled into the main boys changing room, but before entering the actual room where they change, a sign struck them all stating the repairs that were currently being undertaken in the room, then stating ‘please use sports hall changing rooms, sorry for any inconvenience caused’. The boys all groaned.

“Isn’t the basketball club at the same time as us? So surely they’ll be in there as well?” a boy moaned. 

“Yeah, true,” started Louis. “However, there’s only a few of them, so let’s just go,” he continued positiviely. The boys all followed their soul leader to the sports hall and entered the changing rooms. The basketball club looked surprised but then it clicked. 

“Oooh, your changing room's undergoing repairs at the moment, right?” Liam asked. Louis nodded.

“Yeah, that’s right.”