The Secret

As Niall and I walk down the hallway towards our homeroom, people look at us and whisper things to their friends. Niall is obviously popular here. We get to the classroom and Niall makes a beeline to the table where all his friends are sitting. I walks slowly towards the table. I am not sure if I’m welcome here. The boys all turn and look at me. They tell me to come sit down. Si I go sit down. I am sitting next to Zayn. The boys all tell me their names. The first ones is Harry. Harry is nice looking guy with brown and curly shoulder length hair. He has loads of tattoos and is wearing a paper airplane necklace. When he smiles he has dimples. And when he smiles I melt. That smile is so beautiful. Harry looks like a tough dude on the outside but inside he is still a little boy. Liam is next. Liam has brown hair that and the way it is cut looks a little like Niall's hair. He has a friendly looking face and has a very charming smile. He is totally friend material. The last one to introduce himself is Louis. Louis has a very messy haircut and has a lot of tattoos. He is the joker of their group. Its totally obvious. He always “bullies” Liam. They would look so cute together. The boys chat a little and ask me questions. I really liken them. They are all so friendly and you can totally see that they don’t want to be mean to anyone. Niall invites them all to come over after school. The bell rings and we all go to class. After school I find the guys int the parking lot. We all wait for our car. When the car is there we all hop in and go back to the house. My new phone rings. Its an unknown number. I answer.
“ Hello? ”
“Is this Alison? ”
“Umm … Yes”
Well Alison you should know that hanging out with those guys makes you a slut. I you want to fit into this school you are going to have to stop being friends with them. They are losers. Oh and say hi to Zayn from Jada.”
Who the hell was that? I turn around and tell Zayn what I was supposed to tell him. He tells me not to listen to those bitches because I am a gorgeous girl and should be allowed to choose who I am friends with .
I wake up the next morning. Wait am I on the floor? what the f*** happened last night? Now I remember …. The guys stayed over last night and we must have fallen asleep at some point. Someones arm hangs limply on my waist. I follow the arm to the rest of the body and see that its zayn. He is lying next to me and he is smiling in his sleep. I wonder what he’s dreaming of? O god he’s just like a baby angel when he sleeps. And are those lipstick stains on his face……..

Notes

thank you for reading this. It would mean the world to me if you would comment on how i could improve. I am sorry i have not updated in a while