Zayn Malik, the new teacher in the school. Niall Horan, the naturally charming Irish student who suffers from Alzheimer disease. Liam Payne, the overprotective and intimidating boyfriend. Put them all together and you have yourself a complicated relationship. ________________________________________ ''Yes, I like you...'' I look down at our intertwined hands, and can't help but smile softly. I liked his touch-it was subtle, soft... gentle. I liked it. A lot. I wonder if all his skin feels like this. ''I can't help but feel responsible for you, though. I feel like I should protect you. Help you.'' I swallow, and feel myself getting unexplainedly, uncontrollably nervous. ''I'll keep an eye on you especially. More than a teacher, you know?'' ''What, like a project?'' Niall chuckled, running a finger over my knuckles, which sent a ricochet of hot, prickly, overwhelming shocks up my arm. I don't take my eyes off his hand while I murmur, ''Yes. Project Horan.''

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