Chapter 3

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I know I haven't updated in a long whole and I'm very sorry. School as just been kicking my ass. So I'm sorry lovelys. Also I know these very shot but I promise to make them longer tomorrow.

Tabitha's POV***

I woke up to the sound of my really annoying brother running up the stairs.

"TABITHA WAKE UP!!" he yells. " I'M ALREADY UP STUPID!!"

I heard him walk away from my door. I opened it to make sure know one else was upstairs. As I ran to the bathroom while I heard my computer go off.

I was in the showering think to myself. "What if I screw up my sykpe call with Niall? Will he like me? Will he hate me?"

I was snapped out of my thoughts by my mom pounding on the door. "You have been in there for 35 minutes!!! Get out!!" I sighed and turned off the water.

I pulled a towel around my body and opened the door. "What must you always take so long of a shower?" my mom nagged on.

I just walked back to my room and closed the door. I went to my closet and got a what shirt with pink letters the said 'call me maybe' on it.

I then pulled on some skinny jean and some white TOMS. I blow dried my hair and then put it up in a messy bun.

I never really wore wear make up so it wasn't a priority for me. I walked over to my laptop and saw that I had a new DM. I clicked on it and it was from Niall.

@Tabbyboo123 I can't wait for Skype tonight. :)xx

I have to admit that did make me smile a bunch. I snapped out of dream land and DMed Niall back.

@NiallOfficial You and me both! l can't wait either. See you then! :)xx

I logged out of Twitter because I knew my little brother would try to hack it.

He is a really smart 10 years old.

As I walked down the stairs to the kitchen I smelt something amazing, I smelt like bacon and eggs, I favorite.

I walked and I was right my favorite breakfast right in front of me. It was weird because my mom never fixed my favorite breakfast unless she was in a mood.

I looked up at her and tried to see what 'mood' she was in.

"Honey you know it's nice to stare. You need to eat your breakfast and get to school because your long shower made you 10 minutes late.....TABITHA! I snapped out of my inner thoughts "Did you even hear a word I said?" I shook my head and began to scarf down everything on my plate.

After that I got up and walked out the door. I could hear my mom yelling at me because I put my plate in the sink

I got to school and nothing was different, preps were on one side of the hall way and others on the other side. I never hung out in the hallways because I just don't. I'm the kind of girl that minds her own business and doesn't listen anybody else

8 hours later.....

I was in my last class counting the last 2 minutes of class.

5..4..3..2..1 RINNNGGG!!

I jumped out of my seat and ran out the door. I haven't done that in a long time. I've just never really had a reason to go home. As I Dodge people in the hallway my best friend calls my name. I gnored her and I finally got the my locker.

I looked down at my phone and I only had 5 minutes until but skype call. I slammed my locker and ran home,

I ran through the door and up to my room ignoring everything around me. I opened my door and ran to my laptop  to make sure I had his skype which I did.

I ran to my mirror to make sure I wasn't sweatty and gross looking. to my surprise I wasn't.

I looked over at my clock and it was 3:00pm. Butterflies really came to my stomach when I heard the ringing sound on my laptop. It was from Niall. I clicked the answer button and waited for it to connect. I sat there and waited what seemed like forever.

I was looking around my room when I heard the most beautiful sound in the world. I felt like the world stopped in it's tracks. I look down to see a wide grin on Niall's face.

"Hi, Tabitha!" he said in his Irish accent. Oh god I'm thinking and not talking SPEAKING YOU IDIOT!!!

"Hi Niall!" I was so happy that he was right on time. I couldn't help but smile the whole time. This was going to be interesting.

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