Lonely (One Direction Story)

feeling lonely

Niall William POV
I woke up with headache, feeling very sore and hungry. I just wanted to start crying. But I need to be strong. I took a shower and got dressed, in a grey skinny jeans and a grey T-shirt, title "lonely " I was still waiting for Liam's call.
Kock, kock  some one was knocking.
Come in, the same girl of yesterday came in.

You are needed in the dinning room for breakfast sir. She said

I am coming, I took a last glance at my watch before buckling it on my left wrist. I followed behind her.
We entered a big room, grandma, grandpa and Daniel were seating on the long big table.

Good morning William, how was your night. Grandma asked me

I didn't want to reply but I was forced. "Nice" that was all I said still standing.

Take a seat son. She offered

I almost said no, but grandpa's look almost killed me. I sat down as quick as I could, I hiss really loud. I took the fork and slowly began eating.

Nice watch Williams, Daniel compliment with a fake wild smile on his face.

I just wanted to punch him really hard. After what he did yesterday he dare speak to me. I know he broke the statue. I was just silent, ignoring him.

Williams when some make a compliment you reply with a "thanks ". Grandpa scolded.

Yes sir. I was just scared, I looked away. But he didn't notice he went back to eating.

After our breakfast, I was on my way to grandpa's office.
Will he hit me with that thing again? Will he scold me ? Yell at me ? Punish me ? I trip on my foot and fell. Damn it ! I screamed

We don't curse here. I heard a voice I almost had a panic attack. But when I look at the person, I became angry.

Who are you to teach me rules? Coward. I stood on my feet.

Hmm, they love me that's all, more than anybody. And you can't take that. He said accusingly

Oh shut up, I don't want you to speak with me. I just stomped to grandpa's office. I knocked at the door and a voice said come in.
I entered with a hug fear.

You are late Williams, I said eight he stoop up towering my small figure, I am really scared.
Follow me. He lead me to that same room of yesterday. I sat on a desk while he discuss with a man. After the discussion he left me with a perfect stranger, in a locked room.

Hmm, he said grumpily. I look at his figure hug, strict, with a mustache, a cane on his hand, well dressed in suit, carrying many books. This is the kind of teacher that make you work as if there is no tomorrow.

Get up, your name, class and age he yelled.

I flinched but didn't move.
If you are not up in the count of 3 you will be crying out the answers in the next 5 minutes. He was so deadly serious.

M-My name is Niall Williams Horan, I am in grade 11, I am 13 years old. I stood up and said.

Hmm, you are very young for 11th grade. ARE YOU LYING ! He shouted the end.

N-no sir, am not. I stuttered I have never seen a scary teacher like this.

State the oms law, defined chemistry, list the joint in the body. He ask me all this questions while staring at my height.

( sorry can't state them am not a science student. )

He touched the corner of his mustache,  Write it down in five minutes, he was standing in front of my desk and there was this tin of blue ink. I didn't use it, I prefer my pen. I was right as fast as I could. It remain one last paragraph, I was so close.