When Life And Love Gives You A Second Chance (A One Direction Fan Fiction)

Chapter 3 - Old Troubles

Chapter Tree – Old Troubles

Summer’s POV)

I reached the doors and grabbed the handled while I took a deep breath. Right inside the doors stood an entire class. I realized they were sophomores and that it was Niall’s class. How could I ever forgotten? Everyday that year Niall stood there when I came through the doors.  

And of course he did that this day too.   He was right in front of me. I remembered what happened this day the last time. Last time I didn’t really do more than notice him. This time my heart skipped a few beats, and literally flew out of my chest towards Niall where it belonged. You probably heard someone said :  

“Every-time I look at you it’s like I’m falling in love all over again”, well that’s how it felt for me.  

All I wanted was to press my lips against his but I wasn’t stupid. I understood that he didn’t know about the kiss, because he didn’t remember it, because it never happened. I didn’t know for how long he had liked me so I didn’t know what he thought when I passed him know. I wondered if he looked at me and actually noticed me.  

I really wanted to know but all I could do know was to pass him.   I walked up the stairs and on the second floor I was greeted by my friends.

“Hi, Summer!” Emma said.  

In my group of that time we were five people. It was me, Emma, Sarah, Ally and Jolene. They all looked very different. They were only two years younger then what they had been yesterday but they looked so young. Their hair, their faces, their eyes, their face-expressions; everything was different.    

The thing is I had tried to forget these years and I actually managed to do it. Of course, I remembered a lot of things from my freshman-year but not how my friends looked and what we talked about.

We didn’t go to the same school as this one anymore. Because of the money situation in the community, they had to close our little school and put us in bigger schools. So therefore I kind of started all over when we changed school, which was when our sophomore year started. I started in a new class in which most of my old friends still was in, but not everyone.  

I got my key out and looked at the number on the key, 125. I walked along the lockers towards the place where I think I remembered it was. I looked at all the numbers and found it. All the odd number was on the floor and I sighed as I sat down on my knees by my locker.  

I looked at my schedule, stuck on the inside, Monday – English. I found the right books, put my bag in the locker and closed it.  

“So how was your Christmas?” Sarah asked me.

"Really good, yours?”  

“Good, we…” I wasn’t listening to a word she said. I had just told the biggest fattest lie of my life. All morning I had tried to figure out what happened in my life so far and I came to two conclusions.  

1.      My brother was still in prison.

2.      My sister was psychological ill and my entire break and been worse than hell.  

My family was a distaster and this was when my parents started to drink more and more…   It had been one of the hardest months of my life. It was something I remembered really clearly. 

  2010 had been shit and all I wanted the last time was someone to talk to; someone like Niall. I knew he would understand and that he would comfort me. I never got the courage to even be his friend but now I had a second chance. From the moment I saw Niall in the corridor I knew why I was alive again. It was because I really had another chance; a chance to do it right.