i updated the chapters in the wrong order oops so this is the new chapter and the next one is the older one lolz
Before the bell rings signaling the start of the first class, I leave the school. I leave that stupid place behind me because I hate it. I hate every single part of it; from the whole educational system all the way to the ugly garbage littering the hallways.
I head towards my special spot. Faster than the wind am I trying so desperately to escape the judging eyes of every single person I pass. I just want one single day for myself. To escape.
I sigh as I see that today is not that day, because life presents an individual in my spot under the bleachers. Of course. I contemplate just going back and attending class but I didn't walk all the way here for nothing. Right now, I couldn't care less who the hell is in my spot because the smeared spit on the back of my leg is proving that I need this more than anyone.
So I walk up there and sit under those bleachers, not even taking a glance at whoever is beside me because I'm not going to let them ruin my only escape. I'm not going to allow yet another person to bring me down today because I know if I hear one more thing about how worthless I am, I will break. That is a promise.
"Um...Hello?" I freeze when I hear the Irish accent. I actually start to shake as if I'm cold. Goosebumps instantly cover my arms which I have no explanation for seeing as it's an exceptionally nice day out.
"Hi," I try to keep my voice from shaking. I know I shouldn't still feel guilty for making Niall fall, but I can't help it.
Niall's face contorts into an expression as if he's juggling every one of his thoughts all at once. His eyebrows scrunch together, hiding under those black frames he wears.
"Do I know you from somewhere?" He asks and I become nervous. Maybe he remembers me and is trying to find a way to get as far away from me as possible. Maybe he can tell I'm ugly from my voice and people like him would never hang out with someone like me.
"Um..." I trail off.
"Sorry," he laughs and it soothes me slightly. "Your voice just sounds familiar."
"Grace." I say, my heart beating from the nerves of actually having a real conversation with someone. Everything falls silent and I internally curse at myself for making things awkward. I should've just kept my mouth shut.
After a few uneventful moments, he speaks again.
"I'm not sure if you're telling me your name or getting ready to sit down to a family dinner." He jokes nonchalantly and I laugh. I actually laugh and it actually feels wonderful to be happy for a few seconds.
"Sorry," I laugh again. "Forgot that you were...."
"Blind. I'm blind, but you can call me Niall." He says.
"I know your name, remember?"
"Care to refresh my memory?" He raises his eyebrows. He still hasn't looked at me, not that he can, but I simply cannot stop staring at him. I take in his strong jawline; his blonde, fluffy hair; the way his forehead gathers barely noticeable wrinkles when he's confused; and the small twitch that travels through his body.
"I'm the one who...uh...tripped you I guess." I say, nervously.
"Oh." He cuts short and that makes my nerves shoot through the roof. I almost feel like I am lying to him about everything that I am. He is blind and I'm fat. He can't see me so he doesn't know what he's getting himself into. A voice is all he has from me and that certainly doesn't tell a blind person that they're talking to a fat person unless said person literally speaks those words.
"Is that Zayn guy still bothering you?" He asks but I don't answer because I can't find the words. I don't want to bring him into anything that has a single thing to do with my existence. I don't know him and it just would not be fair. I still can't accept the fact that I am the reason Niall fell, in the end I am at fault because I couldn't lift my fat body up fast enough.
"It's not your fault you know? No matter what Zayn or anybody says, it's not your fault." He says, but it hardly helps.
"I know." I lie.
"I can hear the doubt in your voice, please just believe me." He almost begs and I'm left speechless. How can just a few simple words make me feel better than I have in years?
We sit there, just listening to the birds chirping and the cars from a distance away buzzing by. No words are spoken but at the same time, none need to be. I can assume, or hope, that Niall is as perfectly content as I am just sitting here without the hustle and bustle of highschool.
After a few minutes, I break the silence. "How did you even get all the way out here anyways?"
"I was looking for the Library." He says and I have to cover my mouth just to hold back my laughter.
I ALREADY SHIP THEM
oh and for those of you asking about which celebrity plays Grace, there isn't one. I am not at all trying to sound arrogant or stereotypical or anything like that but, let's be honest, very rarely do you see bigger girls in Hollywood. Yes, I know that there are many, but at the same time there are none that I picture Grace as so I'm sorry you're going to have to use your imagination! Again, I have nothing against bigger people or Hollywood or anything, I'm just saying Grace is a normal girl you'd see in the hallways at school, not in a movie on a theater screen.
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