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Chapter 4

Niall's POV
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We walked to the boys after Hazel stuttered her answer. I thought it was cute she was nervous instead of fan-girling.

"Hi, I'm Harry"

"I'm Zayne"

"I'm Louis.. the best of course."

"Hello love, I'm Liam" Liam introduced as he reached out his hand to shake Hazel's small trembling hand.

"Well, now you've met all of us. When do you get off work, love?" I asked, hesitantly. She's so beautiful, I can't get over it! I want to get to know her better, so, I'm gonna ask her to hang out after work.

"Ummm..." She got her phone out and looked at it then put it back in her pocket.

"Uhh.. In about 5 minutes!" She said while jumping in excitement.

"But let me finish cleaning the table and I'll be done real quick" She said while walking to finish her job.

She walked to the table picking up the tray to put the dirty dishes on it. once she cleaned up she took her tray and walked back to the kitchen. She came back out taking off her apron then hung it up on the hook. She walked to us and took a seat next to Harry and I.

"This is gonna sound really sudden but my graduation is tonight.. And.. I-I was wo-wondering.." Hazel stuttered it and I had an idea of what it was so I just answered for us.

"We would love to go to your graduation. As long as there is an after party with drinks and food of course." I answered with a big grin and a wink after.

Her cheeks turned a bright red as she nodded her head about the party. "We can have our own after party with my friends and you guys. I have enough friends for us to have a party."

"Woah woah woah. Now. We've only just met. I'm not sure if I want to go on a date just yet!" I teased her as she giggled at my goofy remark.

"Wanna come to my new place while I get ready? I've got better food and drinks there." She asked while getting up to leave.

"Sure, love. I'll drive. I'll call Paul." Liam said so sweet-like.

What a dweeb. He's always the biggest gentlemen out of us. Paul pulled up about 5 minutes after Liam called so my instinct was to grab Hazel and cover her face because of paparazzi.

We pushed through the crowd and my grip on her never faltering until we were safe in the van.

"Lads all good?" Paul asked while pulling away

"Ace!!" All of us boys chanted in sync.

"Just fine" Hazel said while looking down at her hands. She looked so sad... I wanted to know what was wrong.

"Hey, love? Would you mind telling me your Twitter account?" I asked. Stirring up an idea.

"It's umm... It's... NiallsIrishBabe18..." She said sheepishly.

I had a huge grin on my face now knowing I'm obviously her favorite. Which is odd since I'm not the best.

"Your Irish? And my babe? This is the best first date ever!" I laughed but she just sat there with a meek smile on her face. "Are you okay?" I managed to ask while rubbing her back.

"Yeah. I'm fine. Just thinking." She said still looking down. I swear I saw a tear fall. I grabbed her face and made her look at me. Her bright green eyes were rimmed red and swollen with tears pouring out.

"Hazel? What's wrong? Why are you crying?" I asked worried. I wiped the tears away with the pads of my thumb.

"I'm just thinking of tonight.. I'm gonna see all the people who hate me. I don't even want to go to the graduation... Their just gonna laugh at me when I get my diploma and when they announce my managing license and degree I've already got..." She choked on her words but let them flow out. She seemed so hurt.. I was amazed. She's already got a degree? And a managing license? That's impressive. Why would someone even think about laughing at that?

"Why would they laugh at that? That's amazing! I promise. We will all go with you. And you'll for sure have an ace time." I explained everything that first came to mind and hugged her. Real tight for reassurance.

"Everybody at my school hates me. I've never even talked to most of them and they still hate me. I'm surprised i even have friends.

That's when I knew. I've gotta fix this broken girl. That's all I want to do now. I've gotta fix her. Her heart depends on it.