it's monday and i'm actually in school for the first time in weeks.
but i wish i wasn't because everyone's looking at me like i'm some roadman.
i guess they have the right to, considering the fact that my left eye's purple and blue.
i could have tried to stop him from hitting me, but it's okay.
i'm used to it by now.
as i'm ignoring the people glancing at me, i turn into the next hallway to go to science, when i see a short boy in a black sweatshirt, looking for something in his locker.
i walk over to him, and rest my hand on the top of the locker door, but apparently that's enough to make the door close.
before I can say anything, the door slams against the boy's backside.
i quickly step back from him, afraid that he'll hit me.
which i know isn't true, he's the sweetest boy around, he'd never hurt anyone.
he sighs, grabs something from the bottom of his locker, and shuts the metal door, before mumbling: "prick" and heading off.
for a second,i panic, only to realise he didn't know it was me.
"hey, al," i shout, standing on my toes, even though i'm a foot taller than him.
as if on command, he immediately turns around and his face softens into a smile.
"niall!" he shouts, but I know he's already regretting it. he hates having attention on him.
he fast walks over to me, but when we meet, his smile is gone.
"oh my god,what happened to your eye?"
for a second, i panic, knowing that if he finds out the truth, he'll become furious, and furious for him is being mad for 5 minutes and then crying.
and there's no way in hell I'm going to be seen with someone crying in public, that's just humiliating.
my head is filled with the possibilities of stories i could make up.
well, i was playing baseball, and then will...
no, he doesn't know will.
i was walking and i fell.
no, you can't get a black eye from falling.
i was drunk and ran into a metal pole.
no one knows i drink.
but none of these seem believable, so the truth slips out.
"i was at a party and got into a fight with someone."
i close my eyes and bite my lip as if that would cancel out everything i said.
sadly, it doesn't.
"you went to a party?"
alex exclaims, as if i just cured cancer.
"uh, yeah," i shrug, putting my hands in my coat pocket.
maybe if i don't speak, he won't turn this into a big deal.
a silence falls over the corridor, and i'm just now realising that classes start in 5 minutes.
i take a deep breath and start walking towards class, hopeful that it's a good enough excuse.
"niall?"
i stop in my tracks and sigh.
"what was it like?"
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imallexx x memeulous // 【friends】
Fanfiction(lowercase on purpose) "ʜᴇ'ꜱ ᴡᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ᴀᴡᴀʏ, ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴀʏ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ, ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴍʏ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴄʜᴀɴᴄᴇ." Alex is confused about everything: his friend, his feelings. and then he meets a boy named George. started: 4/6/20 finished: disclaimer: i don't ship the re...