The boy next door (One directon non-famous story) :-)

When 16 year old Harriet Andrews moves to a new school in london she meets five special boys, one of them catching on her heart.


7. If the world is such a big place then why do I seem to see you more than anyone else?



Harriet’s POV:


I had accepted that I could ignore his phone calls and texts all I wanted, but I couldn’t dodge him at school. Maybe if I just forgot that he even existed that would somehow cause him to disappear all together. But that was stupid. At some point I would have to face him. And that was the thing that scared me the most. I had seen girls do stupid things over boys before. Some had even committed suicide, but in my view of things that just seemed pointless and stupid, that someone would consider ending their own life due to someone who wasn’t even worthy, and I knew for a fact Niall was not worth facing death. After all I had a bright future ahead of me. I would go to university, get a job and maybe even find someone else. But that wasn’t for a long time. I sighed and turned the telly off and plodded up the stairs to brush my teeth. As I reached to grab my tooth brush I noticed that Niall had left his toothbrush in the cup I use to hold them. I groaned in frustration. Had he done this deliberately to annoy me? I picked it up and in anger snapped it in half and tossed it into the bin. Now that cute brace face smile of his can become invested with plaque. Wow I was creepy. After that I did all the things you were supposed to on a night time and after all of that I found myself with nothing to do. I didn’t want to go to sleep because that would make the morning come sooner and I would have to see Niall sooner. So I ended up sitting at my desk looking out the window at Niall’s house. I could see into bed room window if the light was on, but it wasn’t. So I just sat there. Staring at his window, I convinced myself if I stared long enough his house would go up in flames with the brilliance of mind power. I put my middle finger and pointing fingers together on both hands and rubbed them in circles around my temples whilst staring intensely at Niall’s window. And all of a sudden there was light. At first I thought I had actually done it but then I realised it was just a light being turned on.  Niall then came to his window and caught me in this embarrassing position. He hesitantly waved and cracked a small smile but I wasn’t fooled. I forcefully pulled the curtains over the window and jammed my head phones in and listened to Asking Alexandria and Green Day. And then I fell asleep listening to two of my favourite bands. 



I woke up with my headphones still blasting in my ears “Oh, therapy can you please fill the void? Am I retarded or am I just overjoyed? Nobodies perfect and I stand accused. For lack of a better word, and that’s my best excuse” The sound of Green Days Jesus of suburbia filling my ears, I remembered when me and my mam would drive down the motor way listening to that song. We would sing along and wish we had vocals as beautiful as Billie Joe Armstrong’s. Today was the day I would have to sit next to Niall in most lessons. I sighed and miserably got out of bed. I knew that moving here was a mistake. I never saw my dad because he was always working, Niall was an arse and most of all I missed my mam. I plodded down the stairs and gingerly rubbed the sleep from my eyes. “Morning baby chick” My dad smiled as I came through the door of the kitchen. He must have had the day off. “Why are you here so late?” I yawned. “Why is it never ‘Good morning dad, hope you slept well’? But if you must know my boss thinks I work too much so he gave me the rest of the week off” I laughed at his enthusiasm.

“That’s because you do” I agreed sounding worried.

“Harriet you know why I work so much, it’s so that I can pay for your university funds and you can be what you want” He sighed. “And I’m grateful, but dad you never do anything but work, its like ever since mam died you’ve been married to your job” I said. “Don’t worry about me kido I’m doing just fine. Now, does eggs and bacon sound good?” He smiled. “Yum” I smiled while licking my lips.


That morning my Dad dropped me off at school. I waved as he drove off. Well today sure would be interesting. And not because of Niall, because I had physics first lesson. I watched as the school bus pulled up and saw a familiar mop of blonde hair come out. I scowled at him as he spotted me and came rushing over. “Harriet I’m sorry, please let me explain” He begged. “Save it Niall, the only difference between you and a bucket of crap is the bucket” I spat. He winced, but I didn’t feel sorry, not now. Not after what he had done. I turned to walk away but he grabbed my arm and pulled me in for a kiss. When he let go hope was in his eyes. “Oh hell Naw!” I said as I punched him and then hurried off to class. 


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