Speechless (Jarry Fanfic) [slow updates]

Chapter 7 - "Niall something or other"

Heyyyyyyy. So it's been awhile. For anyone who actually does read this (but chooses not to comment or vote *cries*) I'm sooooooo sorry for taking this long. Xx

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~ Harry

I turned back to look at Jade as I walked out of the cafeteria. She was sitting there. Emotionaless. I was about to turn back to ask if she was ok, but I was pulled by a manicured hand. A girl with blonde hair and a pink clevage showing top smiled at me then bit her lip.

"Hi."

"Hi," I said awkwardly.

"What class do you have next?" she asked.

"Health."

"Oh, me too! I'll walk with you," she cheered excitedly.

We walked to class. She tried to make conversation a few times.

I'd feel better if you left me alone.

"So who have you been hanging out with?"

"Jade."

"As in, Jade Thirlwall?"

"Yeah."

"You should stay away from her, she's a depressed emo."

"Who are you to say that about her?"

"Well it's true," she said laughing a little. I walked ahead of her. She tired to jog to catch up, but the heels I don't think she could have.

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"Next week is a test that will not affect your grades, this is just to see what you know," Mr Parsons shouted, while everyone packed up their belongings.

Everyone groaned. Mr Parsons was a cool teacher, one of the best. Girls are always flirting with him. Not that I'm jealous. But he is way out of there she range. He isn't as old as 50, but in his early 30's.

I kept thinking about Jade as I walked home. I unlocked the front door, and dumped my school bag next to it.

I lived alone. My parents are always away on business, they're sometimes away for 5 months, so I get the house to myself. They occasionally send me money, so I can by necessary stuff. Like food. The thought made me think about my friend Niall from my old school. When we first met, he was eating.

*Flashback*

I kicked the ball to James, and watched it sail through the sky, he head butted it into the goal.

"Yeah!!" I said running up to high five him. We were on the oval, practicing our soccer skills. It was lunch on a Tuesday at school. We were only 8, but had planned to make it big in soccer.

I watched as a little chubby boy, trots past us, tightly clutching his lunch box. His cheeks were pink, from jogging. I glanced at James, and cocked my eyebrow.

"Is he new here?" I asked.

"Yeah, his name is Niall something or other, can't remember," he shrugged.

I glance back at Niall, he had plonked himself down on a bench.

"Shoulder ask him if he wants to play?"

"Yeah, I guess," James nodded, smiling. "Being the new kid sucks, just go ask, and if he says no, then leave it."

I jogged up to Niall, he was sitting down on the bench.

"Do you wanna have a kick with us, mate?" I asked.

Niall looked up for his cookie, and squinted at me.

"Once I finish my cookie," he said, picking up the cookie and taking a bit out of it. His Irish accent took me a bit by surprise.

"What's your name?" I asked cocking my head to the side.

"Niall, Niall Horan." he said never once talking his eyes of the chocolate chip cookie.

"Nice to meet you mate, I'm Harry Styles," I said sticking my hand out for him to shake it.

Niall looked up at me cautiously before taking my hand and giving it a firm shake.

He looked back down at the cookie in hand, and then back at me.

"You want it?" He asked, holding the cookie out at me.

"Yeah sure," I said taking the cookie from him.

After that we were inseparable.

*Flashback over*

I flopped down on the couch, picking up the T.V. remote in the process.

I mindlessly flicked through the channels, hoping something interesting would pop up.

I must have fallen asleep, because I woke up at 2 with a crick in my neck. I stretched my arms and legs, turned off the T.V. before walking to my room and flopping on my bed.

Th last thing I thought about before I went to sleep was Jade.