Tattooed Heart [N.H AU]

Nineteen

-Summer's P.O.V-

"Still nothing?" Veronica questioned from the computer.

"Nope nothing, where could it be?" I've being trying to find my phone for over an hour and still nothing. I searched for it in the bathroom, the wardrobe, under my bed, on my school bag, under my pillows, and still nothing.

"Where did you use it last time, do you remember?" she asked for the 5th time now.

Oh no! I think, I left it in Niall's apartment. What am I going to do now?

"Summer, are you alright?" Veronica asked with a concerned look on her face. "You zoned out on me" she leaned closer to the camera on her computer.

"Yeah, I'm alright it's just... I think I know where it is" Veronica chuckled slightly at my facial expression but diverted her attention to her phone that was ringing on her hand. "Squeez me for a moment Summer, I need to take this call"

I lay in my bed as I watched her walk away from the screen. I glanced at the clock, twelve o'clock. Oh God, Is it twelve already? I started to get comfortable between the sheets, turning the lights off. I waited for her to appear but she never did. She's taking her time, I thought. I better go now, otherwise I'm gonna be tired in a couple of hours. I turned the camera off and wrote a message on skype to Veronica.

*Next day*

*7:30 am*

My body suddenly started to shake as the familiar voice of my little brother raises me from the peace of sleep. Groaning, I turned around as he started to jump on me, still trying to raise me up.

"What do you want Sebastian?" I croaked with a sleepy morning voice. He stopped jumping on me and sat at the tail of my bed.

"It's time to get up" he said from the top of his lungs. I covered my ears with both of my hands. I got out of bed, trying to catch him but failing miserably. "Little brat" I murmured to myself. I started to make my way over to the toilet to do my daily routine. I took my clothes for the day out of the wardrobe and place it neatly on my bed before taking off my pyjamas shorts and t-shirt and slipping on clean underwear.

A knock on my door rattles through the room, telling me that it's time to leave. I grabbed my school bag and headed towards the door.

*At school*

Walking into my first class, art was so nerve racking. I'm still getting use to the fact that I'm in a new school in London. As I scroll across the room, I find a perfect seat to sit, on the side where the window was. No one else had turned up yet so I'm on my own. When Zeena turned up, she saw me and came running up to me and gave me a bear hug. "Hello gorgeous, how are you?" she asked seating down next to me. "Yeah, I'm ok" I responded while giving her a hug as well. More people started to come to the class.

After everyone came and sat down on their seats,Mrs. Hellen walked in. She was alright I guess. She seems nice but if you get her on her bad side, your soul will suffer. She sat on her seat and went through the roll.

Afterwards, a knock on the door made her stop and this gorgeous boy walked in. He had these pair of beautiful green eyes, with brown hair and a tan skin color. This boy was way out of my league, it was best if I concentrated on something else.

"Class, I would like you to meet James Taylor" he looked towards the class; the girls were melting over him, even Zeena. Suddenly he looked my way. Our eyes connected and he gave me a disguised wink. "James, seat where you want"

Please don't seat close to me, Please don't seat close to me, I thought to myself.

"Ok" he slowly stumbled further into the classroom, trying to find where to sit. Luckily Zeena sat next to me. He passed me and brushed his side to my shoulder. Oh God, he was real. "James, why don't you seat behind Summer" Mrs Hellen assisted him. "Errmmm, yeah sure" .As he sat down I could hear him whisper a 'hello'. I turned around, my eyes locked on his. I had to say something; otherwise he would think that I'm a weirdo for staring at him and not saying a word. "Hi" I gave him a smile