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"Thanks...umm. Let's get back to the project, yeah?" I stood up and sat back in the chair. The laptop was done reloading, so I logged back on.
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(Talia's POV)
After that little incident, Niall and I didn't really talk. We just had little bickers saying stuff like, "Can you pass that to me?" or like "What did you say here?" Things like that. I tried not to look Niall straight in the eye the whole time. I don't know why, but I just didn't want to look at him. I just kept my head down basically the whole time.
I kept looking at my phone over and over again. Waiting for the perfect time to text Luke, so he could pick me up. When my phone's clock turned to 7:00, I immediately texted Luke. He replied about 5 minutes later saying he was on his way. THANK GOD!
I wanted to get out of here more than anything right now. I'm getting such a weird vibe from Niall, and I don't wanna say any longer than I should. The things that have been going on between us lately have been absolutely insane. I honestly don't know how things turned out like this. Niall was always supposed to hate. He was always supposed to be the person who bullies me. NOT the person who tried to kiss me. And hold me like I'm his girlfriend. That was never supposed to happen....so why did it?
"Hey...Talia." I snap out of my thoughts and turn to face Niall.
"Yeah?" I quickly scan his face, and I can tell that he was extremely nervous.
"About earlier-"
"I don't think we should bring that up again Niall." I say all way too quickly.
"No. Come on Talia. I think it'd be a good thing to talk about." Niall started moving his chair a little closer to me.
"I know what you'll say, so you should just save your breath." I say sticking my hand out in his face.
"Talia, don't do that to me." He stands up and pushes my hand down. "Sure you might know some of the things I'm going to say, but you don't know exactly what I'm going to say right now. So would you please just listen to me?" I shouldn't listen to him. Things between us have been getting really...intimate. And that shouldn't be happening, with our past and everything that is.
"Fine, just say what you want need to say to me." I lean back in my chair and fold my arms. Nial sits back down and sucks in his cheeks. He sits there for about a minute and doens't talk. "Are you going to talk or not?" I stare at him, but he doesn't respond. "If you're not going to, then I'll leave."
"Wait!" He slams his hands on the table, causing me to jump in my seat. "I'm sorry...I was thinking." Niall retracts his hands and leans back in his chair. "Talia, I want you to know that I don;t wnat to hurt you anymore. Hating you was just an act. I've never hated you...well maybe when I first met you. But that was only because I didn't know you." I roll my eyes.
"Why would you even hate me in the first place?"
"Don't you remember? I told you in the locker room. Since you were popular. I thought you were like all the other popular people. I didn't know you were such a great person." My heart fluttered when Niall said that, but angry also filled my chest.
"Just because I was considered 'popular" doesn't mean that I was a bad person"
"That's what I'm saying."
"Also! "Popular" people aren't bad either. Well...now they're bad." I roll my eyes and look away.
"Are you talking about me?" Niall questioned.
"Duh."
'Hey, I'm not that bad."
I begin to laugh. "Are you serious?! You have to be kidding me!"
"I'm not." I stand up and turn around. I take a deep breath and sigh. "Niall. You've caused me so much pain over these few years. You're probably worse than everyone else. You're the person who cause more than half of the school to hate me. It was all you're fault Niall. You don't think you're a bad person, yeah right!" I snap at him. Niall just sits there and looks at me. "You know what?!" I push in my chair and grab my bag. I start shoving my papers into my bag. "I'm leaving. Obviously you don't care. But whatever." Throwing my bag onto my shoulder, I begin to walk to the door.
Niall doens't move and he just watches me walk to the door. How can he just allow me to leave like this? "I hope you understand you've become a horrible person." I put my hand onto the door handle and look at the floor. "I wish I know the old Niall." with that, I opened the door, and left. I started walking down the stairs of the complex. My phone started beeping rapidly. "What now?" I take my phone out of my back pocket and look at the screen. I see that Niall is texting me." If he wanted to talk to me, he could have just come after me! God!" I re-lock my phone and march down the stairs. Now my phone begins to ring. I answer my phone, "What now?!?"
"Woah! What did I do?" Luke's voice comes out from the other side.
"Shit Luke! I'm sorry. I thought you were Niall." I sighed.
"It's okay. What did he do? Why are you so upset?"
"Well, he was just being stupid that's all. He was being himself, which made me angry. So I left. Hey, are you going to be here anytime soon?" Please let him be here. I can't stand being here any longer.
"Actually, yeah." There was a clicking noise, indicating Luke was making a turn, "Look to your right. I'm turning in now." I smiled.
"Thank god!" I hung up the phone and waved at him. Putting my phone back into my bag, I began to run down the stairs. Luke slowed the car down and stopped right in front of me. He smiled and pressed the unlock button. The car made a little click, and I opened the door. I sat sown and threw my bag onto the car floor.
"Wow, he must have done something pretty bad huh?" I hope Luke understands that I want to drop the subject, because if he talks about it again, I'm going to-
"You sure you don't want to talk about it?" My teeth grind together.
"Yes Luke. I am." I hissed through my teeth. Luke flinched and looked straight forward.
"Oh. Okay..." He turned the car around and went out of the complex. About five minutes into the the drive, I sighed. I left bad that I yelled at Luke. All he wanted was to make sure I was okay.
"Hey Luke...I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have snapped on you like that."
"It's okay, Tal. I kept badgering you to answer and I shouldn't have I'm sorry. "I coulnd't hep but smile at Luke's words. I reached over my seat and held his hand. We held hands all the way back to my house. In all honestly, the warmth of his hand was absolutely comforting. Luke parked the car and looked at me.
"What?" I chuckled.
"You're just so beautiful." I couldn't help but smile.
"Luke, you're too sweet to me. You deserve someon-" Luke leaned over and kissed me, cutting me off. He pulled away and pressed his forehead to mine.
"Don't ever think that there could ever be someone better for me. You're perfect. You're the person I've been waiting for my whole life. Okay Talia?"
I swallowed and bushed, "Okay..." Luke pecked my nose.
"You're absolutely adorable when you blush." I cover my face with my hands and whine.
"Ugh, stop it. When you say things like that you make me blush too much. Can we just go inside." I pout.
He laughs and nods. "Of course." He pecks my cheek and unlocks the car.
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