Give Me One Chance (Ziall/Larry)

Chapter 3

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okay. Chapter 3 COMMENCE!

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~Zayn's Pov~

I honestly don't know why I do this to Niall.  Part of me just absolutely HAS to know that Niall thinks about me. Stupid I know. Why don't I just talk to him.

I remember the first day I saw him. The second I walked through those doors, I spotted that blonde hair. It sticks out a lot. Wow. He's gorgeous. I barely heard the teacher introduce me to the class because I was staring at him. Everything else had just tuned out. It was just him.

It still is.

I transferred here because my old school wasn't exactly accepting of my sexuality. Yes. I am gay. I was bullied but it was always emotionally though. Never psychical like it is with Niall. But at least it gives me an excuse to touch him right?

I know what I'm do here is just me being a hypocrite but I came here wanting a change. And that's what I got. Even if I don't entirely like it.

At the moment, I am throwing wads of paper at him. Childish, I know. But it's probably making him think of me, right?

Me.

No one else.

Even if it was in a bad way, at least he thought about me.

That's better than nothing. 

The bell was going to ring soon and I was debating whether or not I should follow Niall or not. The threat earlier was only for show. Everyone was around.

I don't like doing this to him at all.

I decided not to follow him. And the minute the bell rang, I got my things and went out the door. 

By lunchtime I was starving. I got my food and went to go sit at the table. Hmm. Harry not there. I looked over at Niall's table and noticed his tray was there but he wasn't. That's weird. I ate my lunch and thought about Niall. His beautiful blonde hair. His ocean-blue eyes. Those luscious pink lips. And not to mention that wonderful, addicting laugh. I could listen to it all day. WHAT ARE YOU DOING ZAYN. YOU CAN'T LIKE HIM. He hates you.

He hates me. 

He'll never feel the same way. 

It's better to just push these feelings away.

I see Niall walking to his table and his neck looks red. I wonder what happened. 

No Zayn. Push them away.

Harry comes by a little after Niall, looking quite happy with himself.

"What's up with you?" I ask him curiously.

He just grin at me and says, "Just found out some news that made me happy, that's all."

"All right then."

I continue eating but every once in a while I'll glace back at Harry. He'll always be staring at the same person.

Louis Tomlinson.

Harry had convinced us not to mess with him. Once Josh, Matt and Andy decided to jump him, but they all came back holding their privates so I decided it was in our bests interests to leave him alone.

I wish I could do that for Niall.

"Zayn!" I turn to see Liam, a jock ,walking toward where I was sitting.