undesirable ☾n.h story

7 || ugly christmas sweater

seven - chels

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i had to convince myself a hundred times that yesterday actually happened.

i actually got paired up with niall.

AND

since we're partners it means that we will spend a lot of time together doing our project .

IM SO HAPPY

the project that Mr.Humpty gave us was to write the script for our yearly school drama that takes place at the end of the school year.

the story is peterpan but he said we need to make a few modifications in the story.

so it's basically peterpan with our own twist and the best script will be used for the school drama.

niall suggests that we can do it at his house every tuesday and friday and of course i said yes.

i closed my locker and see Tara standing right next to it.

"would you tell me now?" she demands.

so Tara has been seeing my weird behaviors lately, well at least that's what she call it.

and she thinks that i have a crush, which is a hundred percent true but i'm not telling her who he is.

i mean i wouldn't mind telling her but what's the fun in that?

she needs to find it our herself.

"nope." i hugged in my books closer to my chest

"ughh." she groaned and she was staring into me -a thing she does when she's trying to read my mind- which doesn't really works to be honest.

the hallway was quite and we were the only one there so i wasn't expecting a panic attack to come anytime soon.

but i almost had one when niall and a couple of his friends pass by.

he was wearing a white tshirt with a dark maroon flannel, some black jeans and white converse.

he was laughing and he looked truly amazing and beautiful by just walking.

he's not even trying.

niall caught me staring at him so he smiled and winked.

he fucking winked

jesus

"i knew it!" Tara shouted.

"what?"

oh no she must've look at me staring at niall.

"you my friend have a crush on niall horan."

"what no, psh." i acted as if i don't like him while inside i would do anything to be with him.

"pshh stop lying to me." she nudged my shoulder.

"ugh whatever." i start walking out of the building.

"so you do don't you?!"

"uh i didn't say i didn't did i?"

"holy shit Chelsea! this is huge we need to throw a fucking party or something!"

"shut up Tara it's not much of a big deal."

"uh yes it is." she stopped walking and stands in front of me, crossing her arms.

"why?"

"cause he's like the first crush you ever had through out high school."

"so? i've liked him since like the beginning of high school."