A Touch of Cinnamon ✓

f o u r | first days and fast friends

("It's the fourth, let's call it four."

-Niall Horan

A/N: I love myself. Had to do it.)

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"Room 122...room 122...room 122...am I even in the right place?" Niall thinks aloud, looking around himself like a lost puppy, his schedule in his hands and a bewildered look on his face as he spins in a circle, looking for the right room.

"Hey mate, you look a little lost. Anything I can help you find?" Niall turns around to see a tall lad with thick black hair and beautiful brown eyes.

"Uh, yes, actually. I'm looking for room 122? I've got English 385," Niall answers, feeling a little flustered in the handsome's stranger gaze.

"That's right this way, near where I'm headed. I'm Cole, what's your name?" The two head off in the same direction, Niall doing his best to keep up with the taller lad's strides.

"Niall," He answers and the other boy nods his head.

"Cool name. Are you Irish? Your accent sounds a little Irish but also mixed with something else."

"Yeah, I've spent the past few years in California," He answers, and Cole's eyebrows go up in surprise.

"That's so cool! Do you surf? Is it nice there?"

"I do not surf, but my best friend Liam does. He's spent the past few years trying to get me on a board but I never wanted to. Not a big fan of the ocean," Niall answers, holding the folder with his schedule on it in his hands.

"That sucks, mate. Well, here we are, room 122. Careful, the professor isn't much older than us, but he can be a real hard-arse sometimes," Cole warns Niall who merely gulps in response.

"Should I be worried?" Niall asks, the two standing right in front of the room that leads into the lecture hall.

"No, I think you'll be fine. Just don't cause any distractions or anything, and do your assignments on time and you should be fine. He's big on respect, just remember that," Cole says and pats Niall on the shoulder, his hand lingering a little longer than Niall was expecting.

"Alright, thanks. I appreciate it," Niall says and checks the time, seeing he has just a few minutes until class starts, "I better get going, but it was nice meeting you, Cole."

"It was nice meeting you, as well. Hope I see you again," Cole flashes a smile, letting Niall see his perfectly straight and bright white teeth.

Niall sends Cole a small wave in response before pulling the heavy door open and stepping into the lecture hall.

"Am I seeing things or did Niall Horan just walk into this room!" A voice screeches and Niall sees him, his face breaking out into a massive grin.

"Tommo!" Niall shouts and Louis jumps out of his seat, climbs over a few others, before he's sprinting across the room and tackling Niall to the ground in a hug, Grimmy joining not a moment later.

"What the hell are you doing here!" Nick shouts, the two boys laying on top of Niall, who has been tackled to ground and is laying on his back.

"Can't breathe, boys," Niall wheezes out but they don't get up, still laying on Niall and not caring about the spectacle they're making.