Grace Sims is a nobody. She doesn't have any friends unless you consider her family her friends. She is on her second year at High School. All year she's never had any friends. Not one. When a new student comes they're might be hope. A blonde named Niall offers Grace friendship. But Grace is a shy, lonely, lost, and broken girl, who could use some fixing. Niall spends a few days trying to figure out her. What's her story that's broken her to dust. Why can't she smile or be happy? What was so bad that it changed her life drastically. Niall's #1 goal now is to help her smile and be happy. He won't give up. That's not Niall Horan. Could he really make her smile?

*Niall NOT famous*


23. Mommy dearest!

"Grace!" I hear someone yell. I look up from my homework and open my door. I see a few lights on. This must mean that someone is home.

"Hello?" I say. I hear movement and then someone walk up the stairs. It's my mom. Crap!

"Grace get your butt over here now!" She says standing at the top of the stairs. I walk over and am scared. She must of found out about Alex and Josh. I am screwed.

"What's this I hear about you in a fight, again!" She yells, anger is coming out of her.

"These guys attacked me and I only fought back. It was self defense." I say putting my hands up.

"No, no, no. Don't lie to me. The email says you fought the other boys. Sorta like you attacked them." She says holding up her phone, on the screen was a email. This is exactly why I don't tell, no one ever believes me.

"Mom I swear I didn't." I say. I usually never argue with my mom but this was new and different to me. This is actually all Niall's fault. He set me up. To think he actually wanted to be my friend. Lame. I should have known.

"Oh yeah, that's what the email says. Give me your phone, laptop, iPod, and your tv is going out of your room. No social sites and no fun activities." She says pissed. Great, just great. I sigh and go in my room. I give her my stuff and she says "Your dad will move the tv out but for now only homework." I walk in my room. I go in my closet and move a few shoe boxes, behind them is a door. I never did look behind it when we moved recently. All I did was cover it up. I noticed it has a lock from the outside kind of like bathroom stall locks at school. I unlocked it and opened it. Dust and a gush of wind rushed towards me. I took a step back. There was darkness. I got a flashlight and turned it on. All I saw was a mini room with plain white walls. I wonder if I could use this room? Although I don't know what I would use it as. I shut the door and locked it. It will be my little secret. I put the boxes back and walk out. I flop onto my bed and continue my homework. Who knows what events will come up next? I think silently in my head. Niall never was a good friend anyway. But that day that we had at the pond, was it real? Were we friends? No, we never were. It was all some cruel and sick prank that went to far. I took it to far.

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