Chapter Fourteen
Don't Tell Niall
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I rushed to my first class of the day, I knew I was only going to be a minute or two late. I quickly walked in the classroom carrying in my books.
"Louis! I'm getting tired of you always showing up to class late. Did you get a late slip?" The heavy set math teacher glared at me. I placed my books on the closest empty desk.
"No." My voice shook with a hint of anger. This was only the second time I have been late anyways.
"Well go get one." She said pointing towards the door. I nodded and quickly walked out. This time I quickly walked in the opposite direction of my classroom trying to make it to the principals office in time. I glared ahead of me at the chipped red lockers. Fucker.
As I turned a corner towards the office I heard something. I stopped quick, my sneakers squeaking. There was two students outside the front of the school. Normally I wouldn't care but there backs were facing me and I could see Liam's backpack with all those annoying pins on it.
I slipped outside the front doors, ignoring the fact that my teacher was going to freak. I stopped cold when I could clearly see what they were doing.
What the fuck? It didn't make any sense and I rubbed at my eyes to see if they were making things up. Zayn was giving Liam a plastic baggy with some white powder in it.
This was so fucked up. Liam the perfect student. Liam the star athlete. Liam the one who always turned his nose down on people who did stuff like this. This wasn't the Liam I know.
"What are you doing with that powder? Cause you sure as hell aren't baking." I said my voice loud and clear. Liam's head shot up at my words. I walked over to them. Liam was bright red and was clutching the bag as if it was his lifeline. Zayn looked more relaxed.
I was standing right in front of the two boys. I could clearly see how Liam's hands were shaking.
"Explain. Now." I said my voice firm. Liam glanced at his boyfriend, Zayn, and gulped nervously.
"L-Louis. I don't know how to say this." Liam's voice cracked and shook.
"It was so hard okay. I-I haven't been happy. My parents are pushing me so hard to get into a good school. I can't keep up with my school work and all of these football games. I used to enjoy football, n-now I hate it. I just have so much pressure to be perfect. I have to try and reach these standards that are impossible. That's were Zayn and the drugs came in. Zayn was willing to help me. The drugs gave me this beautiful gift of forgetting, and I can't even tell you how a-amazing that is. Just to be able to forget your problems and worries for a few hours. Me and Zayn aren't dating. Were friends, I only said that to try and cover my tracks. I'm sorry." Liam said his knees shaking so much he sat down on the ground.
"Just don't tell Niall." Liam said, I glared at him.
"What the fuck do you mean don't tell Niall. I understand I guess that you were- I mean are going through a tough time, but drugs? Drugs are a temporary solution." I said my anger clear in my voice.
"Louis,I can't handle more people knowing. I-I just can't. Please." He said giving me puppy dog eyes. His eyes were tinted a bit red. I wasn't sure if it was from the crying or the drugs.
"Why, would you do that to Niall. You know how much he cares about Zayn you asshole." I said looking at the raven haired man. He raised his eyebrows at my outburst.
"When I first talked to you at detention I didn't even know who Niall was. Than I met him at the party. I like Niall. He's fucking funny and has got wicked guitar skills." Zayn said smiling a bit.
"See Liam! Your breaking apart my OTP." I said stopping my foot.
"I thought you and Harry was your OTP?" Liam said smirking a bit. My heart froze up a bit. Harry. I missed him. I wanted to go say hi to him but I doubt he will even want me too.
"Haha. Liam I'm not going to just turn my back on what you are doing. I want you to try and stop with the drugs. Talk to parents maybe too. Just stop please." I patted him on the back.
"Ya Liam. The faster you do this and also break up with me the faster I can get in the Irish boys pants." Zayn chuckled at the end. I glared at him. It seemed like I was doing a lot of glaring now a days.
"Kidding,mate."
Liam finally stood up.
"Shit. I gotta get back to class." I said starting to run back to the school doors.
"Liam we will talk more soon,yeah?" I said in a rush. I left them outside before I could hear my response.
I ended up being 43 minutes late to class that day.
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title inspired by the hashtag on twitter #donttellniall
just went to we day! so much fun, tomorrow i am going to New York City for vacation. love it there so much
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poor niall
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