You and Me (Niall Horan Fanfiction)

Chapter 1

"Well, I've been going here since my freshman year. How long have you been here?" I asked as I was secretly examining his face as he focused on cleaning my top.

"I started here 3 weeks before we went on break. I was a late trasfer but I needed to get into the states."

"And why is that?"

"Better oppurtunities." he smiles as he look up to me, signalling that he rubbed off all the stains. We were then inturrupted by the school bell telling us break was over and it was time for our next class. He threw away the towels and we headed out of the classroom.

"I never got your name." He stated as I began to walk in another direction.

"Nicole." I turned with more happiness than I thought I could express.

"I'm Niall, see you around then?"

I smiled at him and began walking to my next class. Somehow I could feel him smiling and watching me as I left. It took more that I thought for me not to look back so I picked up speed before turning a corner more cautious this time.

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As the school day finally came to an end, I was in a much better mood than I thought. Despite the fact that I had coffee spilled all over me, I couldn't forget the blonde haired, blue eyed boy that I had met earlier.

"Why are you smiling, you freak?" I jumped at the realization that Ericka was walking next to me. Why was this boy having an affect of me?

"Nothing, just something that happened in class today." I lied.

"Okay then, what do you feel like doing today?" She asked as we started walking to my car. We always went home together because we pratically were sisters. She lives 2 blocks away from me and we constatly sleep at each others house. Sometimes even on school days when I don't feel like being alone at my house. Her parents were always welcoming and kind. Something I was always jealous of having.

"I dont know, whatever you feel like doing." Our conversations were always like this. Neither of us wanted to be the one making the decision so we would always ramble on about where to go and what to do. Sometimes we would yell at each other, but in a friendly, joking way and end up laughing at each other.

"I'm not choosing so we'll just be stuck in the parking lot until you decide cause I'm driving." I argued while searching for my keys in my bag.

"Nicole!" screamed an all too familiar Irish accent.

I turned to see Niall walking towards me from a black range rover. That must be his car. Mine is nothing compared to his as it is a simple grey corolla. I glance over at Ericka who seems just as shocked as I am.

"Hey I didn't know you could drive." he mentions.

"Oh, well it makes things easier than walking everywhere. Is that your car?" I ask pointing to the big black vehicle.

"Yup. A gift from my dad for my eighteenth birthday.'

"You're eighteen?!?" I shout realizing that this meant he was a senior.

"Oh, sorry babe, I guess I forgot to mention that. You're still a sophmore right?"

"Umm, yeah." I say still in shock and blushing from the fact that he called be 'babe'. They must do that alot in Ireland.

"Well, you seem very kind so maybe you'd what to help me get used to living around here. It's much diffeferent compared to where I'm from." his accent was so interesting to listen to. I could listen to him all day. Wait..what am I thinking?

"Um yeah I could help you, just let me know if you need anything." I reply.

"That would be great! Well I should let you guys get goin, don't want to keep your friend waitin' " He motions to Ericka who I completely forgot was there.

"See ya tomorrow, Nicole." He says as he walks back to his car.

I quickly unlock the car and climb into my seat. Ericka follows and opens her door as well.

"What was that???" She asks me.

"What do you mean?" I say acting stupid as I slightly blush.

"Who was that boy? How do you know him?" she says leaning towards me very interested in the situation.

" Well, his name is Niall and I think he's from Ireland. He transferred here three weeks before spring break and he's a senior. That's all I know." I say trying to answer all her questions as fast as possible.

"How did you guys meet?"

"We ran into each other and he spilled my coffee on me so he helped me clean it out."

"Do you like him?" she asks with a smirk.

"What? I barely know him!" I reply.

"Mmmmhmmm.." was all she said as she finally leaned back into her chair as I giggled to myself. I started the car and began to back out of the parking lot. Do I like him?