The New Girl

{38} Silent treatment, the hall, and loved you first

Saturday.

I swung my legs back and forth as they dangled off the ledge.   Kirsten nudged my shoulder.  "Gracie, I really don't know what to say.."  "Then don't.  That's what I'm doing too.  They can't just majorly do what they said they wouldn't.  Which was fight.  It just pisses me off." 

Kirsten smiled slightly and watched all our friends play a game of football.  We're sitting on a ledge overlooking the field.  The weekends are supposed to be fun but it's been so boring.  Holland, Chelle, Eleanor, Louis, Harry, and Cade are having fun playing football.  I chuckled watching Eleanor score on Louis.  He so let her do that.  

Then there's me.  I can't stop thinking about what happened on the canoe trip.  What Niall said.. What Harry said.  I mean, I want you dead?  Are you kidding me?!  It made me feel awkward that this was all over me.  I can just see it in my head.  Niall shoving Harry into the water, then falling in too.  Their faces when they realized I saw everything-

Chelle yelled up at us, "Girlys, please play!!! We could use two extra!"  I ignored Harry next to her.  "Well....fine.  It will be fun" Kirsten sighed and jumped down.  I scoffed.  "Leave me up here, okay." I joked to Kirsten.   "Erm - Why don't you play too?" Harry asked me.  I rolled my eyes and looked at Chelle instead.  "Please!" She said giving a puppy face.  I chuckled and jumped down too.  "I'm just going to take a walk." 

I ignored their multiple callings of my name.  Especially Harry. Harry and Niall are getting the silent treatment at the moment.  Their faults.  Speaking of Niall, I have no clue where he is.  He may of gone home.  But we haven't talked or seen eachother since then.  I stuffed my hands in my sweatshirt's pocket and walked around the campus.  

I wish I had music to listen to.  I really wish I had someone to talk to.  I just wouldn't know what to say.

"Hey! Babes!"   

I shook my head and scoffed.  Are.  You.  Kidding.  Me.  I started to walk faster and look like I'm minding my own business.  

"You, like, taking a walk or something?" Zayn asked, jogging so he'd get next to me.  I stopped and faced him, "Are you?"  "..yeah." He grinned.  "For some reason I have a feeling you weren't just taking a walk." Zayn asked, "Why not?"  "When you take a walk...usually there's something on your mind.  Like right now." I explained and started walking.  

"Maybe there was.  But truthfully I saw you...wanted to see if you're okay.  After yesterday and all."  Zayn asked concerned.  I smiled then tried to hide it, but it didn't work.  "You know...if I said I was okay I'd be lying."  

Zayn frowned and put his arm around my shoulder.  "Babes.  Let's talk.  Do you know a place that's quiet?"  I bit my lip and thought.  Obviously not my room.  Holy shit things would get around.  I could think of one place though.  "Follow me.." I smiled and grabbed his arm - dragging him with me.

We walked into the school.  Past the cafe.  Past many classrooms.  Past the lockers.  And down a hall.  I felt guilty in the pit of my stomach and...not right showing him this place.  But hey, he asked for a quiet place and I could only come up with this.  "Woah.. Where'd this come from?" Zayn asked, looking out of the big windows Niall and I always sit by.