The Secret Princess (One Direction Fanfic)

Chapter 18: Jealousy, Australia & Preparing

Chapter 18

SOPHIE'S POV:

Ugh school. The biggest thing I despise, but the biggest life saver right now. I wouldn't be able to stand staying home with these people. The ones who betrayed me. I still don't understand why they would do such a thing. Thing was, I'd see Niall today as well. And he was probably the last person I wanted to see.

My plan for the day would to just hang around Zayn. It was too bad that I didn't actually have any other friends at school. I mean, I was friendly with people and people were friendly to me, but I had never had any other close friends but Niall.

Zayn and I had gotten pretty close. I texted him all last night while I was in my room and he was the closest thing I had to a friend right now. But like I said, friend. He understood the fact that a friend was all I needed right now and he respected that. Never had I ever imagined this to happen with my forced-future-husband-to-be.

Normally Niall and I would meet up at our lockers which were right next to each other. And now that I think about it, were they meant to be that way? Nothing felt right anymore. So I headed up to the lockers a little earlier than usual to avoid talking with him.

I took some books out of my locker as fast as I could. The doctor had given me a leg brace to take home from the hospital, when I could walk better on my ankle and I had put it on this morning. Surprisingly, my ankle was already starting to heal. Plus, I didn't feel like walking around the school in crutches. I glanced up for a moment to check my surroundings and saw a figure at the end of the hallway start walking toward me. I could easily tell whose figure that was.

Without hesitation, I slammed my locker shut and began to hurry away. I heard the footsteps come closer, faster, so I picked up my steps too. There was no way I was talking to Niall. Not just yet anyway. As I turned the corner of the hallway, I knew he had given up because I never saw him.

The whole day, I hung around Zayn. And I knew for a fact that it got on Niall's nerves. I couldn't say that it was satisfying for me to see Niall feeling that way, because it wasn't. Right now, I couldn't care less what Niall was feeling. Because it seemed pretty damn clear that he never thought about me.

"How are you feeling?" Zayn snapped me out of my thoughts. I glanced up at him as he took a bite into his sandwich. We were sitting on the concrete against a wall during recess time. Everyone was sitting outside and most of the guys had gone up to play footy on the oval since it was a nice day. Zayn and I just sat together and spoke about anything.

I felt bad every now and then because I was so silent. It was up to Zayn to start the conversations that we were having at the moment because my mind decided to wander. I didn't feel like eating. I hadn't lately. The whole recess, I felt Niall's eyes watching me. I didn't now where he was sitting, but he was definitely watching. Especially since he was my bodyguard or whatever.

"I'm fine." I cracked a small smile for Zayn's sake. I didn't want him worrying over me. I didn't want anyone worrying over me. It's not like they ever did. But I didn't want to be selfish like that. I shrugged my shoulders and slipped back into my thoughts.

I hadn't heard from that anonymous person in a few days. I mean, that was a relief, right? I know I should've told people about the messages, but I couldn't help but wonder if they'd really care. No one cared. And like I said, I don't want to worry anyone. My thoughts had been getting the better of me lately. I was beginning to think that I was getting depressed. Though that was ridiculous, wasn't it?

And it's not like I've completely shut out the world. I still talk to... Zayn. But Zayn understands me right now, so there was no question. Everything was still so fresh, and it's not like everyone would suddenly expect me to act fine. I wasn't going to lie about the way I was feeling. I wasn't going to lie the way they all did.