Lily's POV
After I said goodbye to Liam, I managed to find my first period class. I had history with Mr. Smith, how original.
I sat down in the farthest seat towards the back away from everybody else. Man, I really am not good with people.
A blonde boy with really blue eyes sat next to me and smiled.
"Hi, I'm Niall Horan. What's your name?" he smiled again. Wow he has a nice smile. And really straight teeth. Oh god what am I thinking! I just met this boy and I'm gaping over his teeth? I
need help. Oh right he asked me my name.
"Oh I'm uh, I'm Lily Warner." I suck at talking.
"Nice to meet you Lily. Oh and I like the American accent, it's cute" he winked. Holy balls he winked at me.
I blushed, "Thank you. So... " Stupid, stupid, stupid. He probably wants to leave because I'm so awkward oh boy.
"So since you're new and all, I was thinking I could show you around and you could sit with me at lunch and stuff. I mean only if you want to you don't have to if you don't-"
"No! I mean, I'd like that... a lot" I blushed again. I must look like an apple right now.
"Cool oh and this may sound creepy but my locker is right next to yours... I wasn't being creepy I swear but I saw you earlier and I was gonna approach you but then you walked away." He scratched the back of his neck.
"Oh okay well atleast I have a friend next to my locker. I wo-" but then I stopped myself. Oh god I just called him my friend. What if he thinks it's too soon? And calls me a creep? And weird? Great, no wonder Liam is my only friend. He's stuck with me since we're related and can't get out of it. That's the only reason he likes me.
When I looked back at Niall though he had a huge grin on his face. What?
"Yeah I'm glad I have such a cool friend next to me too." He smiled. Oh gosh, that smile.
I was about to reply when somebody dropped their books on my desk.
"This. Is. My. Seat." I looked up to see a tall girl with long hair that was clearly dyed too many times. She had a shitload of makeup on her face and had on the shortest skirt I've ever seen.
"Uh- uh sorr-"
"Save it twit and move."
"Hey", Niall said. "Ashley just find another seat okay?"
"Oh hey Ni!" she said in a flirty tone. "I didn't even see you there. Where'd you go at the party last night? Things were just getting fun." She fake pouted. I do not like this girl.
"I left, it was a dumb idea to go anyways." Niall said in a rude tone. I silently applauded him in my head.
"But Ni-"
"OKAY! Class let's take our seats. Before we begin, I'd like to introduce our new student joining us today. Miss Warner? Please come forward." That must be Mr. Smith. Ugh why do I have to go up there? This isn't the fifth grade. Nobody really cares if I'm new or not.
As I walked to the front, Niall gave me a reassuring look which I returned with a small smile. I heard Ashley take my seat behind me but decided that I'll just find another one.
When I got to the front I stated my name and where I came from. As I was about to go find another seat, somebody walked in the classroom who I immediately recognized as Harry, the kid who I bumped into this morning. It was now that I noticed he was wearing a black Nirvana shirt, black skinny jeans, and his brown curly hair was messed up a bit.
Mr. Smith told him to be on time next class and to go find a seat. He walked past me and intentionally pushed me while muttering "Move it new girl."
I moved out of his way and sat in one of the seats upfront away from him. He scares me.
Mr. Smith gave us papers to pass back and when I turned around to pass them I felt someone staring at me. I locked eyes with Harry and starting blushing. He smirked at me and started talking to that Ashley girl. Great, they'd make a perfect pair.
I turned back towards the front and jumped when I saw Niall standing there.
"Oh hi Niall."
"Hey I decided to move next you again if that's okay with you?"
"Of course." I smiled
As he was about to sit down, someone interrupted him.
"Move Horan." Oh god.
"Make me Styles." Niall shot back.
"I'd like to get to know the new girl if that's okay with you." Harry looked down at me and I immediately turned away. How can one person make you feel so uncomfortable?
"I think she'd rather sit next to me than you Harry." Good thing Niall's not afraid of Harry like I am or else I'd be screwed.
Luckily, the bell rang which I took as my signal to dart out of there. I heard someone's footsteps behind me so I decided to walk a little faster.
As soon as I felt someone's hand on my shoulder pull me back I was about to scream until their hand clamped over my mouth.
"Don't. Scream." I know that voice. "If I take my hand off, will you scream?"
I shook my head no.
He took his hand off and I put my hand on my chest trying to get my breathing back to normal. Was he trying to give me a heart attack?
"Good girl. So, what's your name?"

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