Tape - nh

❝Here, a couple pieces of tape will fix it.❞

❝No, it won't.❞

look for the sequel, Superglue


33. Deleted Scene

Deleted Scene, Six: A Deleted and Revised Chapter


Right from the start, I knew that today was going to be a good day because after all, it was Friday. Now I had done my best to avoid Carmen as much as possible because confronting her would only lead to a talk about what I had blurted out to her. Adrian was a jerk to talk about the incident with at first, but eventually he assured me that I did not kiss her head but I did admit I wanted to kiss her. I couldn't help but think that she may have taken that hug I gave her as something more than just friendly affection- which was partially true but moreover wrong. But today all those feelings and everything was pushed aside. I had a good start and knew it was going to end well.

Before I left to go to school in the morning, my parents insisted on talking to me and I was officially relieved from being grounded. I can thank my lucky stars and Greg for that one. They told me that they are now aware of the fact that they may be pushing me beyond what I am capable of, thus overlooking what I have to offer. We came to an agreement that I am not perfect, but there are things I can work on to help shed some much deserved light on me that they have failed to see. That part was all Carmen with how well it turned out. I never forgot what she had told me that day of the homecoming football game and put her suggestions to use. I was actually surprised at how well I was cooperating and listening. It was freaking weird.

That morning bliss with my parents was only the half of it, though. Today the most greatest thing to ever happen at South High was going to go down. If you were to ask anyone else, they would say it was when Louis Tomlinson made fun of the principal in front of him and got away with it. Nevertheless, I was excited and more so because Harry had offered to lend his help. It took a little bit of convincing on my end and a couple minutes on his end, but he eventually agreed. I couldn't be happier today and it's Friday, so I am over-the-hill filled with excitement. I was walking on sunshine and the world never had been better.

Okay, that's a lie because I had to sit behind Carmen for art. My mood did a 360 and changed as I sat there mentally crossing my fingers she wouldn't bother to say anything to me. If I had known better, I would have assumed that she was just as embarrassed as I was. She was too invested in this conversation with Christopher as she walked in and took her seat, so I was in the clear for a while. Only a while, though, because class started too soon for my liking.

"Morning, class. Today I have no lecture planned or even any assignments. Actually, I have this headache that not even Advil can cure. So today will be one of those days where you can have a free period since I haven't scheduled anything. Consider it a day to make up work for those who need it. If anyone wants to share anything they drew or did, you may do so in the last five or ten minutes of class. Please try not to be very loud or ask me anything unless it is very important."

An eruption of satisfaction came over everyone in class and the teacher pets gave Mr. Redding their wishes that he will feel better. Carmen and Christopher immediately went straight back to whatever they were talking about or something new. People played musical chairs and switched seats, so now Michelle was joined with them. I felt my happiness coming back and glanced down the row to see Zayn's nose shoved in his notebook. A few people surrounded him, so there went the idea of talking with him today. I only liked him because he was easy to talk to and very laid back. Plus, he's a sick artist. I wouldn't really consider him a friend, just someone to pass time with.

I decided to pull my phone out and text Adrian. Only problem was that he told me to talk to my secret admirer because he has a test he needs to ace. I was kinda pissed at how fast he had replied to tell me that so I told him I hope he fails hard because he sucks at life.

"You're so mean." I heard Carmen say in my ear after I sent it. I actually gasped and fumbled my phone as I turned to look at her.

"Jesus, what's your problem?" I asked with a hand on my chest in hopes it would calm my nerves faster. They were rattled even harder because I was not expecting to talk to her so suddenly.

"Just wanted to scare ya." She grinned. She had pulled her chair next to me and I found it to be too close.

"You did." I said and turned away because I just wanted to ignore her and be alone. I wanted to be on a deserted island with nothing but a rock and possibly a tree for company.

"Are you going to draw something like Mr. Redding suggested?" She asked trying to spark a conversation with me.

"No, I only draw stick figures, squiggles, ovals, and squares."

"Oh, so no triangles or rectangles, or maybe even the possible pentagon, hexagon, or trapezoid?" She teased and I couldn't help but hate geometry even more.

"No, their shapes are too obscure for me and just unnecessary."


"Close enough." I shrugged, but then realized I had already given in to her conversation no matter how concise my answers were trying to be. Maybe I've been wrong and she's the devil out to get me. She's going to exploit the fact I admitted I liked her any minute now, or second if she's that heartless.

"You're acting strange. I'm sorry, but I just thought you would be beyond ecstatic today with the whole chocolate thing."

"Weird how that works." I muttered. Here's to another Friday ruined by the one and only Carmen Shay Mitchell. Hopefully that prank will pick me up.

"How what works?"

"Life. Sorta sucks and tends to throw things in your face. I don't like it."

"Suck it up, Niall," Carmen patted me on the back. "This is the only one you've got. What's the problem anyway? You've been ignoring me and I've noticed. I don't like it." I quickly turned to face her and was confused.

"Um, I'd rather not talk about it. Are you going to watch during lunch?" I asked because that was something I really wanted to know and it took my mind off what I had so stupidly told her.

"Of course I'm going to watch. I can't wait to see her face. You're going to save one for me, right?" I couldn't stay frowning forever. I hate what she does to me, I really do. No, I don't, but now I do.

"A dare's a dare. I tripled-dogged it, so there's no backing out." I grinned.

"Yeah, I know. Don't remind me." She looked away from me, probably thinking about it. I started to feel bad for forcing her to do it. She's probably a witch. That explains so much.

"But you know, I could make an exception if you really don't want to do it."

"That's very kind of you, but I'm not going to chicken out." She grinned proudly, almost with sass.

"Okay, how about in the parking lot by my car after school?"

"You're not going to jump me, are you?" I rolled my eyes.

"No, I figured you won't have to worry about having some type of audience watching."

"Fine, and maybe you can give me a ride home."

"You said Wednesday was the last day, though. I remember dropping you off and you thanked me for the last time. I didn't respond and drove away as soon as you reached the door, and I know this is true because it was the only time I drove away before you walked inside or stood with your mom."

"Wow, uh, yes, but I need another ride. My grandma has a doctor's appointment and my mom is taking her."

"Who's going to watch your sisters?"

"My oldest sister will be coming home soon today, but she's being dropped home by a friend."

"I guess." I shrugged my shoulders.

"So, what do you want to do for the rest of the period?" I didn't want to talk to her or do anything with her for the rest of the period, but I didn't know how to express that to her.

"Nothing." I answered as I stared at my phone that was still in my hands.

"Cool, I'll do nothing with you. Michelle and Chris are talking and it's like being a third wheel in their conversation. I don't know why they just don't go out already. I mean, they're talking so why not take it to the next step since they obviously like each other?"

I didn't reply to Carmen and she didn't bother talking to me for the remainder of class much to my pleasure. For the last ten minutes, Mr. Redding had people who wanted to share their work go up in the front of the class and do it. We didn't even say anything then as much as I wanted to comment on Zayn's sketch. The next two classes seemed to pass by slowly with the anticipation of lunch clouding my mind. I really wanted to hear Samantha scream and who knows, maybe she will cry. What made it even better was that there was no way we could get into trouble for it. When the bell rang for lunch, I nearly ran out of my third period class to find Harry. My mood finally turned back around for good despite that encounter with Carmen.

"Are you ready?" I asked Harry as we slowly walked the hall. A couple of his friends trailed with us, but I didn't mind.

"Yes, I think so. All I have to do is just eat some as I pretend to walk by her table, make a small scene about how good it is, and offer her some?"

"Yes, Samantha absolutely loves chocolate. She lives for chocolate and I know this because it was one of the only gifts I'd give her and she'd be okay with it."

"Okay, got it. Do you have them?" I unzipped my backpack after he asked and handed him the small bag.

"My dad picked them up yesterday for me on his way home. Didn't think he'd actually do it since I was grounded."

"Are you sure this is going to work? I just don't want to see Carmen or you worse off after this."

"I'm sure. She is terrified of bugs, so she'll flip once she finds out they're crickets."

"Alright, I'll do it."

"Wait, are you seriously going to eat those, Harry?" Marina, Harry's friend, asked.

"Yeah, I don't mind. I like trying new things." Harry shrugged like it was no big deal. He's going to be my new best friend after this.

"You don't have to if you don't want to." Gavin, Harry's other friend that was with us, reminded him.

"Relax guys, I told you it was fine. I trust Niall and I'm happy to help him. I'm not a fan of revenge, but I don't find Samantha appealing either. It's harmless fun."

"I like your attitude." I smiled at Harry.

We weren't far from the table Samantha sits at with her friends so I told Harry I'll go on to my table, which was close by, and then he can go do his thing. Marina and Gavin insisted on following and as much as I didn't want them to, I let them. Christopher, Michelle, Mike, Adrian, Brandy, and Carmen were already sitting down and waiting for us. No one seemed surprised a couple of Harry's friends joined, but I didn't have time to feel sorta left out. I took the seat in between Adrian and Carmen.

I have to say it was intense watching Harry put his hand in the bag each time to pull one of those chocolates out as he neared Samantha's table. Just as he reached it, we saw him open his mouth to speak, but we couldn't hear well enough to know what he said. I was surprised Peter was there. It made it all sweeter. Samantha replied and they exchanged a few more words before Harry reached in the bag to pull a few more chocolates out. I swear the world stopped and went in slow motion as we watched him offer his hand to Samantha.

"She took them." I commentated what I saw as if no one could see. People around started watching out of interest as to why quiet Harry was talking with Samantha.

"Oh my god." Nearly everyone at the table said when Samantha put one in her mouth.

"She did it." I nearly shouted, but refrained. She looked pleased and ate the rest and that's when I couldn't control myself and laughed hysterically. Adrian did and Gavin joined, too. Carmen soon followed and we all started laughing.

"Wait, keep watching." Michelle said and we all listened and watched as Harry said something more.

What followed was too good to be true. Samantha screamed.

"What the hell is your problem!" She yelled at Harry as she stood up. Peter looked pissed off, but I ignored him as I continued to watch Samantha freak out. "I can't believe you fed me cockroaches!"

That made me crack up even more. I watched Harry explain to her that they weren't cockroaches but Samantha didn't seem the least bit convinced.

"Wow, she's stupid." Carmen said beside me and I grinned.

"You just noticed?" She continued to laugh and a few minutes later Harry walked over to us. His face looked like he'd seen a ghost.

"That wasn't the reaction I had expected." He said as we made room for him at the table.

"It was a good one, bud." I gave him a high-five and ended up giving one to everyone at the table.

"She ran to the bathroom pretty fast with her friends." Marina commented.

"I don't think that's going to help. Wouldn't be surprised if she's traumatized of chocolate now." Christopher said.

"I can't believe I'm saying this, but you're a genius, Niall Horan." Gavin told me.

"Thanks, but all the credit goes to Carmen for the idea." I smiled at her and she rolled her eyes.

"I just hope she learned her lesson. She shouldn't mess with me."

"Oh come on, I'm the one that made this possible." I told her.

"Exactly, she can't mess with me because I have you. Thank you, Niall."

I forgot about everyone at the table in that moment. It was just the two of us and I ended up asking myself why I had tried to ignore her these past couple of days. So what I had said something dumb to her? I had another urge to kiss her and so help me, I did everything in my power to not do it.


I like to think something like this happened at one point. I remember coming up with "elaborate" plans with my friends to prank our other friends

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