I Knew You Were Trouble

He takes your hand, I die a little, I watch your eyes, And I'm in riddles.
Why can't you look at me like that?
‘I fell in love with the way you fall asleep. Slowly, and then all at once.'
You told me that the thing about pain is that it demands to be felt. But, after this pointed knife in my heart there will be no pain left in life for me, aren't I right? - Niall


4. Chapter 2


"So we told you before the break that once you get back we have the Dance Unit. Today you have free play, but tomorrow we will start dancing with OPPOSITE genders." Ms.Larson spoke. 


"Noooooo!" students started to misbehave. Every year it had been like this. Every year.

"No, no. I don't want to hear your whining like kindergarteners. You're in high school. And don't we say every year that it's a life changing experience?" Ms.Larson said.  

Exactly. They've told us EVERY year that it's a life changing experience for the last five years (since sixth grade). But, sadly no one has experienced that life changing experience involving dancing as couples

"Okay. The basketballs and volleyballs will be in my room. And the soccer balls, footballs, and the tennis racket and it's balls will be in Mr.Burk's room. Now go have fun!" Ms.Larson said pointing like she always does and starting to walk towards her classroom to unlock the door. When she starts walking away from the class it usually means we have been dismissed. 

I walked to Ms.Larson's classroom to get a volleyball. Ugh the door was crowded like it always is in free play, and I feared the volleyballs would ran out. Well there was one left... I reached to take it and at the same time another hand approached it. I looked up and Niall's eyes and mine were locked into each other, and I broke it. 

"Um I'm sorry. You could have it." He said, loosing hold of the ball.

"Uhh no it's okay. I could just play basketball." I said blinking my eyes a few times.

"No I could." He said. I didn't reply, because of my annoyance to him. He is SO annoying, why can't he just take the ball and go? Oh girls first. What a gentleman! "It's fine." He said again. I just stared at him, frozen with the volleyball in my hand.   

We heard Ms.Larson sight in annoyance. "Why can't both of you guys just play volleyball together?" She solved the case. 

"That works." He said, looking at me.

"Um yea sure. That works with me." I said. We walked out of the classroom to the far volleyball court. He had the ball. As I got into position he did a surf. I did a bump and the ball flew on top of the net. But, he was a good one. He caught the ball in his eye and as the ball came down he bumped and for the first time in my life, I got beat in volleyball. The ball flew out of the court into the soccer field. And I was not able to do anything about it. I looked at him and he was smiling. Smiling because he had beat me, or smiling because he had a good throw?   

I got beat by Niall Horan. Today, this day. January 7th of 2007. Maybe my life would completely change in this year of 2007. For the good or for the bad? I have a bad feeling it's for the worst. Is Niall Horan my enemy? Or my friend? If he's my enemy... I always had the power and strength to love and not hate my enemy. Will I love him as my enemy? 

Niall Horan... Just a kid wandering off in the world having no clue what the heck he has got himself into. 

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