Casey, I love you (Niall Horan)

Chapter 2

At lunchtime, the sun was shining bright above the city. Casey was on the cue to pick her food when she felt somebody touch her shoulder.

-Shall we sit together? -she still didn't get why Niall spoke to her with such confidence, as if she wasn't mean. Everyone watched them slyly, waiting for her reply just as anxiously as Niall. Casey just smiled and nodded; for some reason, she didn't feel like making them believe a lie, and if somebody said something or laughed she would break their teeth.

She picked a burger and an orange juice and left them in her tray. When she turned around to look for Niall's blonde hair she had the most disgusting view possible: Katty was on her boyfriend's lap kissing him as if the world was going to end. It made her nauseous.

She got closer to Katty's table with all the intentions of pouring the juice on her head when she saw Niall a few tables ahead waving at her.

She just snorted and kept walking.

Niall was with two boys: one with curly hair and another with caramel skin. Casey grimaced, the idea of Niall having friends hadn't crossed her mind. She stopped before sitting down, she didn't want to see how these boys refused to sit with her.

-Guys, this is Casey. These are Harry and Zayn -Niall introduced them. She definitely was not going to sit with them, it would just create an uncomfortable silence and they would go to another table. She needed to say something before they did.

-Oh, you're the girl who hit Dylan! The guy from the football team -the curly-headed one said suddenly. The other guy nodded in approval and clapped.

-You're our hero! -they both said.

Casey didn't know why she felt so surprised. If it was because Zayn and Harry were talking to her like a normal person, because they weren't scared or because they didn't have a clue of who she was.

-Do you really believe hitting somebody is heroic? -she asked. Niall was going to answer but Harry spoke first:

-Of course! Dylan is a moron. At the beginning of the year, he hid my clothes while I was showering, stole Zayn's homework, and got Louis kicked out of the team.

Louis, she knew him. So Niall was friends with Louis.

She laughed remembering when she hit Dylan on the football field, he fell down like a little girl and started screaming from pain. The other team members surrounded her wanting to take revenge until one of them screamed: "Oh my God! It's Justin Bieber" and everyone turned to see where he was. Louis signed her to escape and Casey ran until her legs hurt.

-I know Louis -she said. They looked at each other wondering why their friend hadn't told them-. And I think I know why he got kicked out of the football team.

-Interesting -said Niall- So Louis knows you and he didn't even bother to tell us.

Harry laughed and hit him in the shoulder, Zayn gestured with his hand for her to sit down. Casey stayed still, something wasn't right. Why were they so friendly? Had they not heard the awful things said about her?

-Are you going to sit down? -Zayn asked. She sat down absently and by accident, she poured all her juice into the table. They all quickly got up to not get a stain, except Casey, who already had a big wet stain on her sweater.

-I'm so sorry -she had ruined her first normal talk with boys her age in years.

-Don't worry, it's okay -Niall told her- But you should take off that sweater.

Casey was tense, very tense. She held her tray so tightly her hands hurt and was trying as hard as she could to not curse Niall.

-No, it's okay. I'm so clumsy.