Short intro from me.
So this must be short right? yeah so basically, this short ff would revolve around Niall and his school and love life.
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CHAPTER 1
It was a rainy afternoon of December when I first saw her. I was in my Math class while she was walking along the corridors. It's like the rain is her background and the winds are playing with her long brown hair.
When our eyes met for a split second, I knew instantly that I wanted to see more of that deep brown pair of eyes. I wanted them to look right through me.
"Niall? Niall? Are you still with us?" My professor called my attention. I suddenly broke from my daydream.
"Of course" I quickly answered.
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It was after a few weeks that I found out her name. She's Summer Evans. The Editor-in-chief of our school paper and An events organizer in the campus.
Wow, that's so much compared to an Irish transfer student like me. Guess all dreams don't come true...
"Hey Niall!" Zayn approached me. He's a really nice boy I met from day 1. We high fived each other as a greeting.
"Hey Zayn, wazzup man?" I asked him. He sighed and looked at me.
"The girl I'm courting just dumped me.." He said looking really sad.
"You'll find a better one, I know" I just told him. Zayn Malik is one of the heart throbs of this school yet he got dumped, well how does that go for me?
As we were walking to the cafeteria, I saw Summer walking by. My world stopped and I stared at her. In every way, I really like her.
"Hey Niall.... Oh, Summer isn't it?" Zayn interrupted.
"Yes, but I don't think I have a chance." I told him and winced at the sight of the schools' Baseball team circling around Summer and her friends.
"Just look at that," I said pointing to the guys. "You still think I have a chance?"
"Don't feel so low. Look, I know Summer, she was my classmate before. She's not the type to fall for those jocks." Zayn said. "There, see?" He added as Summer fled away from the guys.
Well at least that made me feel better. Maybe I can still dream.
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That afternoon, I decided to go at the schools' rooftop and hang out with my guitar. I started playing 'I'm Yours' by Jason Mraz and sang along with it too. It made me feel better. Also the song was intended for Summer.
How I wish she can hear me play and sing. I'd want to see her reaction. Well, things will happen if they will.
While singing and playing, I can't stop thinking about what Zayn said about Summer. If she doesn't like those kind of boys, then what kind of guy does she like?
Just as I strummed the last note of the song, someone clapped from behind. When I turned around, I saw her smiling right at me. Summer Evans.
~to be continued...
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