Niall~
As soon as I got out of the building the tears started to run out of my eyes and across my cheeks and onto the ground. I wasn't embarassed from anyone seeing me cry, since it was raining heavily, it wouldn't be noticable. Too bad I didn't have an umbrella, or something to cover up with, and I also had to walk home since I was supposed to go out with Zayn I told Greg, my older brother, that I didn't need a ride. I looked in my pockets for my phone, but I remembered that Zayn took it away from me when we were in the break, he said that he didn't want anyone to suddenly make plans with me because the day was ours.
"Great" a mumble came out of my lips followed by a sigh. So I was supposed to walk all the way to my house? In this heavy rain? And I'm going to my forty-minute-away house, none the less. Well, if that's it, then I should walk fast or else mum would kill me if I wasn't there in time. Oh, wait! I forgot. I told her I would be spending the whole day at my friend's house. 'Great, what's next? I realize that I can't walk?' I thought as I practically ran towards the sidewalk that would eventually lead to my neighborhood. I figured that if Zayn would come out and saw me, he would certainly feel pitty for me and decide to drive me home "Shut up!" I shouted at myself as I stopped running, and just breathed heavily.
Why did I have to think about him all the time when he doesn't even remember me by now? He must be making plans with Danny or his other friends by now. "Oh, shit, Danny!" I mumbled as my eyes grew wider and I fell on the floor. Yes, I did mean to do that. I sat on the sidewalk, as soaked as I could be, my notebooks were probably liquid by now, but that didn't matter to me. I hugged my knees before burrying my face in between my knees 'Great, I'm going to be the sexual abuser starting tomorrow' I thought to myself as tears started to fall from my eyes again. Could this day get any worse?! I've lost Zayn and the day that I was supposed to spent with him, then he pushed me hard that I can still feel my back hurt, he told Danny that I forced myself on him and starting tomorrow, my life in school will be hell, literally.
Zayn~
I've lost him, haven't I? Niall, I mean. I just called him a faggot, and said that he tried to force himself on me and I pushed him so hard that I probably hurt his back, not to mention his feelings as well. I'm probably the worst boyfriend he ever had, or the worst boyfriend in general. How could I do this to him? If I had just come out a long time ago, none of this would've happened. Sure, I'd be hated by most of my friends, if not all, and most people around school will take this as a chance to get back to me for bullying them and the teachers, they would probably ground me for nothing, because I caused them so much trouble before. But it al shouldn't matter, at least I would've had one person by my side, the one who I love and who loves me back, my little own Irish leprechaun, someone I could proudly call my boyfriend.
"Dude, you okay?" Danny asked placing a hand on my shoulder. I quickly took a step back and nodded "I'm fine" I said, more like to myself. I felt wrong having this guy here touch me right after Niall have. I didn't want Niall's touch and warmth leave my body since I knew he probably hates me by now and won't approach me anymore. At that thought it suddenly hit me 'Niall!' my mind called out. We were supposed to go out, so he probably told Greg not to come pick him up, and now he's gone. I better call him see if he needs a ride, though he wouldn't like it he wouldn't say no since his house is far. I shoved my hand in my pocket and took out my phone before looking at it and realizing it wasn't mine "Shit, I-I forgot" The words cam eout of my mind in a hesitation.
I forgot that I had taken Niall's phone because I didn't want his friends talking to him while we were out, because I know that his friends, Richard and Drake call him and text him all the time. Dammit! So now he doesn't have a ride home and doesn't have his cell phone? "I-I gotta go" I spat out before quickly getting out of the bathroom and heading to Niall's locker, he wasn't there. Maybe he called Greg from a friend's phone and is waiting near the entrance for him. Running quickly to the entrance I was surprised not o find him there either. "Where the hell are you?" I mumbled before phoning Greg from Niall's phone. I didn't realize what I was doing but I didn't know where he was "Hey Nialler! What's up?" The smooth yet mature voice of Greg was heard from the other line.
My heart started beating, I didn't know if Niall told Greg about me, he told me he shares everything with him, but did he even tell him about me? "Niall?" Greg spok confused "Uh! Hi, you might not know me but I'm Zayn, Naill's fri--" I was cut off by Greg's voice "Oh, so you are the famous Zayn Malik that my younger brother is so crazy about?" Greg said with a small laughter, but I was too shocked to say anything, he told him about me? Even though I asked not to? "What can I do for you? Did Niall get into a fight again?" Greg asked. He and I both knew that Niall always got into fights with people who talk bad about him or his friends. "N-No. We were supposed to hang out before I drop him home, but we got into an argument and.. I don't know where he is. He also left his phone with me" I spoke, more scared than concerened.
