Reality Check UNDER EDIT

2. Overwhelming Emotions

Niall's POV:

I woke up from the strangest dream beside the most odd people. That Zayn kid was in my dream along with a few other random people I don't ever recall seeing. My dream started off in an area among a random crowd of people. The amount of conversing and activities going around came across as overwhelming to me. That's when I saw him. Standing in the middle of the crowd, starring helplessly at the ground. What was a doing? Why was he here?

"Zayn? Is that you? What's going on? What are you doing here?"

He was just standing there. Isolated from everyone else but an outcast identical to an angel. It was almost as if the clouds were forming a circle around everyone else except him. He was the sun, the center of attention, the deepest of my thoughts. The shinning light that only I can see. That's when I attempted to walk towards him. But there was something wrong. I couldn't move. My feet were stuck to the ground and now everyone was walking towards me. Screaming, talking, and reaching out for me but never touching me. And that's when I heard it. That's when I heard Zayn speak to me in the most angelic voice I've ever witnessed. 

"Niall. Wake up Niall. You can do it. Wake up. Do it for me babe.."

And those few words blocked out all the voices, all the screaming. He started to fade away as my eyes slowly caressed open. 

That's when I woke up. A confused minded teenager breaking a sweat. What the hell was that? I've had some really empowering dreams before with numerous people but Zayn? He was such a arse to me! Why would I dream of the lad?

Going astray in my thoughts, (as usual) I was interrupted by an annoying ringing. Oh, right, I forgot it's Monday and that means school. With that, I shut off my alarm clock and headed to the shower still curious as to why I would ever dream about Zayn. The whole morning was full of rushed thoughts  containing promiscuous scenarios about how school was going to be and what conceptional life lessons will be thrown at me today.

The intimidating thoughts of running into Zayn at school were strange. I couldn't stop thinking about him. Maybe I wanted a new friend? Some of the soccer lads were always out partying and that honestly wasn't my thing. Maybe my self conscious was telling me to take advantage of the opportunity at hand?  Make a new friend?

Walking into school couldn't have been worse. As soon I walked through the doors, there he is. The raven haired boy who was an arse to me at the park. He looked at me and then back to his friend. What? Did I do something? Did I look ridiculous? Zayn and his friend snickered at laughed at my direction. I felt an immediate rush of blush strike across my face as I sped walked to my class.

The rest of the day wasn't as dreadful as the morning. I went to all my classes and stayed awake but couldn't get Zayn off my apperception. To pass the remaining time, I decided to focus on soccer practice after school.

Soccer practice. The part of the day I thought I was going to get all my emotions out of my head. Of course, the world throws more and more obstacles towards me. All of these aimless emotions and situations are really throwing my day off. During practice I predicted to kick start to my workout with a quick jog around campus. Put in some headphones, jam out to music, and let go. Clear my head from Zayn and everyone else.

"I wanna grab both your shoulders and shake baby

Snap out of it (Snap out of it)

I get the feeling I left it too late, but baby

Snap out of it (Snap out of it)

If that watch don't continue to swing or the fat lady fancies having a sing

I'll be here waiting ever so patiently for you to
Snap out of it"

"HEY!! You're gonna run into-" I heard some girl scream.

Wham! Just when things couldn't get any worse I run straight into some bloke.

"Get off of me you idiot!!!" He spoke. Wait that voice. No it couldn't be. I look beneath me and see I have run into, the one and only, arse of them all, Zayn.

"Mate, I'm so sorry! I didn't see ya there. Let me help you pick up your things." I'm apologetically said to Zayn. He didn't comprehend the sincerity in my voice and decide to get up and push me to the ground.

"Next time you or your dog runs into me, I'm gonna beat the living shit out of you! Got it?" Zayn yelled towards me. I didn't understand why he was so angry with me. 

"Look I said I was sorry-wait. What are you doing on the outskirts of the campus anyways? And an hour after school ended? There's nothing here but trees and nature." And that's when it hit me. The trees, the peace, serenity, and what fell out of his hands when i knocked him over: his sketch pad.

"Unlike you, I appreciate the nature and peace this town offers. I came out here to get some peace so I can draw and you came and ruined it. Again." Zayn spoke to me more calmly. He was right. I stopped and looked around me. The early summer breeze with the greenery of the trees made me feel relaxed. I turned back around and saw Zayn walking away towards the tress.

"Hey Zayn! Wait!" I ran towards him. This was my chance to make a friend wasn't it? These were the signs. 

"What do you want you dope?" He spoke while continuing to walk towards the trees.

"I'm really sorry about the whole run-ins. It won't happen again.. Um, can I ask what you are drawing?" For some odd reason, I wanted, no needed, to understand Zayn. Maybe we could be friends. Summer is coming and I surely didn't want to spend it alone with my dog and parents again.

"Just some doodles, mate." 

"Sound cool" I must sound really awkward right about now. "Do you draw all the time?"

"It's kind of my thing yanno? Keeps me calm. Which you're kinda buggin' my mood. Mind leaving me alone so I can relax?" Zayn said without looking at me. He was now leaned up against a tree by now facing the opposite direction. If he was trying to be polite about it, he was way off on his target.

"Oh sorry mate. I should probably get back to practice. Catcha' later" I told him. Although the last part came out as more of a question than anything.

"Laters" Zayn said nonchalantly. And with that I continued my job back to practice, not even focusing on the task at hand. What was is about Zayn that I want to be friends with? He was an arse and not to mention a bit on the rude side. All of these thoughts have been clouding my head all day and this jog was suppose to hell clear them.

With not being able to focus I left practice early to get home in attempt to relax. Maybe I can focus on homework and not Zayn. That was the problem wasn't it? Zayn. He was mysterious yet he had a side to him that no one got to see. A side maybe I saw a glimpse of. Non-stop thoughts continuously flowed through me causing me to get restless. With all these overwhelming emotions, I decided I would sleep. As soon as I closed my eyes and started to dream again, he was there. And he wasn't happy either. Oh, no..I can't escape you Zayn. 

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What's up everyone? Chapter two is done! Let me know what you think! I just want to let you know that this story is going to start off slow. So please, just bare with me ya? It's gonna get a lot better. Well anyways, I hope this chapter was a lot better than the first. 

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-JMikey