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© 2015 by FHRELL CEE . ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
This is the first FANFICTION that I had created. This is a ONE DIRECTION story… no official paring has been decided yet but everyone is encouraged to suggest. ~fcee
2) Trouble – Niall
“Hey…” Niall almost jumped when a hand landed on his shoulder.
“You’re jumpy!” An amused Zayn greeted him. Zayn had been his bestfriend for as long as he can remember.
“I was just…thinking,” he said and then the things in his dream came back to him flashing vividly, like they were memories, like they really happened.
He remembered the way Liam Payne looked at him, it made him shiver especially when Liam speaks. The hair all over his body shivered as he felt the familiar coldness. Seeing Liam in his mind made him like the winter wind was blowing.
And another on his mind was Harry.
He was the opposite of Liam. He made him feel warm like his skin burns when Harry looks at him. He could feel the possessive aura from Harry Styles.
These dream and feelings worried Niall for no apparent reason. It felt like a bad omen or something…
He had seen those dreams repeat every night for the past month, and then suddenly the seemingly fictional character of his dream comes to be real people, and they just transferred to his school.
“Niall!” The images of the transfer students got erased by the voices of two women hugging Niall from behind, the red head twins Daisy and Phoebe.
“Hey… hey you’re squeezing me,” the two hugged him tight that he couldn’t breathe so Zayn had to pull them away from him.
“Zayn is such a party pooper,” Daisy pouted.
“Yeah, party poop!” Phoebe added.
“You’re just jealous because we love hugging Nie-nie,” Daisy pouted.
“Yeah… jealous!” Phoebe agreed.
“You know Zayn… with all the hot transferees around here, you’re no longer the hottest guy in campus.” Daisy told him.
Zayn in his black leather jacket and fitted jeans just smiled. He was one off the popular guys in school, especially with his rebel look. His black hair was bleach in front near his forehead and was gelled upwards.
“Yeah…not hottest!” Phoebe agreed then both stuck their tongue out for Zayn.
The smile on his lips turned to a soft laugh towards the two mischief makers.
They stood there talking in the row of lockers; all four of them with the twin shouting nasty words at Zayn while Niall calmed them all.
The hall was chaos. Everyone were chatting, gossiping, there were people running, jumping. Niall already forgot about the event and the domino of coincident that happened. Until…
A group of people walked out of the principal’s office, getting the attention of the whole corridor silencing everyone. The sound of the principal door echoed in the silence, and they got even more attention.
There were six of them in totality, three women dressed in fitted leather pants showing such sexy long leg. Their fitted leather jacket also showed nice curves in all the right places.
There were also two men walking behind the ladies dress in the same fashion of leather jacket with fitted white shirt inside making their toned body show brimming of masculinity.
But the one that caught Niall’s attention was the one that leads that group of people. It was the guy that had visited him in his dream.
“Wolf boy,” Niall muttered as he looked at the curly hair of the tall guy leading the group. It was the boy that can turn into a big white wolf in his dream.
Harry Styles walked owning it all, with his white tee clinging on his toned body and leather jacket, match with a brown leather biker boots.
“Those are the transferees…” Phoebe and Daisy told Niall and Zayn. “Those two guys are also twin… the boys walking at the back, Marcus and Alaric…” and they sighed… giggling. “…they’re in our class.”
And when they were about to pass by the four, Niall saw Harry winked at him and then glared at Zayn.
Niall’s brows knotted in confusion. He tried processing what just happened.
Did he just wink at me?
“I don’t like him,” Niall heard Zayn glaring at the group.
“I don’t like them… all of them,” Zayn continued. Zayn was a good guy. He always wanted to be on everyone’s good side. So Niall wondered what happened.
Why did Zayn not like them?
Zayn was never judgmental until that very moment. Niall could feel that he has a strong distrust on them.
And why the hell did that guy wink at me? Does he think I’m some kind of a chic?
They followed the group with their gaze when the twins started talking to Zayn again.
“And do you think they like you?” The twins mocked him and then giggled and called him grumpy party pooper again.
The four kept chatting when a loud sound echoed in the hallway. All eyes turned to where it came and they saw one of the transfer students, one of the twins holding a red head guy’s collar. The bigger guy lifted the lad inches above ground pushing him on the locker.
“What the…” people stared, some with mouth opened, some with excitement.
“I’m sorry,” the guy wiggled but he couldn’t get away from the hands of Harry’s friend.
“Brother!” The twins beside Niall spoke.
Niall and Zayn looked at the guy being lifted from the floor and he sure looked like the twins. He also had a red hair much as Daisy and Phoebe, but he was tall unlike the short ladies beside them.
“Louis,” the two called and came rushing towards their brother. Zayn and Niall followed the two girls to where one of the twin boys pinned Louis.
“What’s happening here,” Zayn asked the guy who was assaulting Louis. “Put him down…”
The other male twin glared at Zayn ready to attack when Harry looked at Niall before tapping the twins shoulder. Then the one assaulting Louis dropped him.
The red haired boy fell on the floor breathing harshly while the girl twins helped him up.
“What is the problem with you people?” Zayn blurted facing Harry. “You just transferred here and now you’re causing trouble.”
“It was just a misunderstanding,” one of the women came in front of Harry to talk to Zayn. Then whispered something they couldn’t hear to Harry.
“So that’s how you handle…” Zayn was a good guy, sometimes he has a superhero complex to save the weak so Niall intercepted.
Niall knew that Zayn just wanted to tell them that what they did wasn’t right, but with the look in the other guy’s eyes… it could escalate further.
“Zayn, it’s over… let them be,” he told his friend and walked in front of him.
“Everything’s fine, yeah?” He asked Louis who was still breathing harshly. The boy just nodded not meeting his eye.
“I’m glad…” Niall told him and then faced Harry.
“Well, it was just a little misunderstanding. I hope everything’s well now,” he spoke to the curly haired guy.
“Yeah, a misunderstanding…” Harry said and then smiled at Niall before telling the group to go.
Before they left, Harry walked to Niall, gazing deep into his eyes. Niall froze in his place, not knowing how to react.
Then he felt Harry take his hand. He thought at first it was a hand shake.
However it wasn’t, he was wrong.
Harry took Niall’s hand to his lips, kissing the back of his hand.
“Nice meeting you…!” Harry said with a smirk on his face and winked at Niall.
Niall felt a bolt of electricity travel his body with the contact. He felt his skin burned. And he stood there looking as Harry’s broad back moved far away from where he stood.
Did he just kiss my hand?
Niall’s heart leapt with the idea.
Why the hell was I getting excited? ~more soon
So, tell me what you think. DO YOU LIKE IT? Please vote and comment if you do! ~fcee
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[Date Stamp 5.JAN.15]
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