Too Close ~ (One Direction Not Famous)

Sophie and Niall have been best friends for years. But at the start of year 11, Sophie sees something different in him. Not only must Sophie cope with her own runaway feelings but she also has to try to keep up with the crazy lives of her other friends.

Will anything ever be simple?


9. Taken



I didn’t really pay attention to a word my teacher said that lesson. I think it was something about poems but my mind was elsewhere. At this rate, I would be getting straight Ds in all my exams. So it had finally arrived, the moment I would meet Gemma (funnily enough, I didn’t count the actual first time). I genuinely had no idea what to expect. She might have been a complete bitch or she could’ve just been plain dull. I just had no clue.

                You can probably imagine how sick I felt as the bell went for lunch. A mixture of nerves and dread churned in my stomach as I thought of seeing Niall and Gemma together again – last time I had been in that position I had ended up in tears so I wasn’t really in a rush to repeat the experience.

                As I expected, Niall was casually leaning outside my tutor when I arrived. Why did he have to look so god damn sexy the whole time? It made my life so hard. I smiled as I approached, unable to stop myself. He grinned in response and gave me the thumbs up. I rolled my eyes jokingly and walked into tutor to drop my bag off.

                “Well, off we go I guess…” I said, unconvincingly. “Yes indeed!” he replied. “I’m so please you two can finally meet. You are gonna be besties in no time, guaranteed”. “Yeah” I replied, highly doubtful that we would be ‘besties’. He continued talking and talking like an excited child all the way to the courtyard where he had arranged to meet Gemma. Finally, Niall shut up and began to look around.

                “Gemma!” he cried before striding over to where two girls were stood. Gemma spun around, startled. Then she saw Niall and a smile spread across her face. He reached her and planted a kiss on her lips, intertwining their fingers. They gazed at each other, smiling lovingly. It was pretty uncomfortable.

                A pang of jealousy shot through me, threatening to once again send tears running down my face. But I had it under control. Only just, but control nonetheless. This time I was prepared and nothing would get to me like it had the other day.

                They were still stood there, content in their own little loved-up world with no signs of returning back to real life. I wasn’t really sure what to do so I resorted to staring at my feet. Someone cleared their throat loudly, obviously intending to snap them out of it. I was pretty grateful that I didn’t have to be the one bursting their bubble but it was still pretty rude. I glanced up to see that it was the girl who had been stood with Gemma, presumably one of her friends. She was stood with her arms folded across her chest, her hood up and her iPod in. She clearly wanted to be here no more than I did but at least I had the decency to hide it.

                “Niall this is Becca” said Gemma, irritation evident in her voice. “Hey Becca” said Niall, holding his hand out for her to shake. Becca looked at his hand, then him, then rolled her eyes before examining her nails. Well she was a delight.

                “Anyways….” said Niall, withdrawing his hand and doing his best to ignore Becca’s blatant lack of manners. “Gem, this is my sister from another mister, Sophie”. I did my best to smile although it probably came out as more of a grimace. “Hi” I said. “Hey” she replied, slight awkwardness filling the air. “I have heard a lot about you” I said, trying to ease the tension. To be honest, I had no idea what to do. I didn’t want to be rude or difficult but then being nice was a bit of a stretch. I mean, I was in love with her boyfriend; my inner girl was ready to hate her guts.

                “Same” she smiled. My stomach did a flip at the thought of Niall talking about me but now really wasn’t the time. I laughed nervously and we fell into an awkward silence.

                “As much fun as this is, I need to be somewhere” came the whiny voice of Becca. Gemma rolled her eyes and I supressed a giggle. “I better go. Bye Baby” said Gemma, kissing Niall gently. She turned to leave but he pulled her back and kissed her properly. Just when I was beginning to get used to them….

                “Jesus Christ” muttered Becca. Gemma pulled away and sighed with frustration. “Text you later?” she asked Niall, who was stood with the most ridiculous grin plastered across his face. He nodded and she blew him a kiss before Becca grabbed her wrist and yanked her away.

                Niall stared after her like a lovelorn puppy. I’m not going to pretend that didn’t hurt. A fresh round of pain erupted as I realised that I must have looked like that when I watch him. After about a minute of him just stood there, I couldn’t take it anymore. I clicked my fingers in front of his face and shouted “YO HORAN”.

                This seemed to do the trick as he turned to face me. “She’s amazing isn’t she?” he asked. “Yeah she’s… nice” I answered. Then I realised, she WAS nice. I hadn’t really realised before but I had subconsciously been hoping she would be an awful person so I would have a legitimate reason to hate her. But thinking about it, there was really nothing that I could use as an excuse to not like her, Damn.

                “Wish I could say the same for her friend though…” he added. I laughed as he did a scarily accurate impression of Becca and for a moment, I was almost happy.

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