"Um, Zayn?" The familiar accent filled my ears
I gulped before turning around to face the blond beauty behind me
I loved how easy his name rolled off my tongue
"Can I borrow one of your pencils?" He asked
"Uh huh" I nodded
I turned around, fuck... His thick accent was so nice.
I got out a good pencil, and turned around with it "here you go"
"Not a problem" I blushed a little
He went to work again, and I quickly turned around, straddling my seat
"So what are you drawing?" I asked
"Just what we're supposed to"
"Oh, obviously" I muttered, now feeling stupid
He gave a small laugh, and I turned around bright red. I just made a total dick of myself.
"What, don't you want to talk to me anymore?" I could hear the amusement in his voice
But unfortunately it made me panic
"N-no" I insisted "that's not it at all, I want to talk to you forever"
"Alright" he frowned
"I... Not like that" fuck I was digging myself deeper
"No, I got it" Niall smiled warmly "you don't have to worry"
"Okay" I gave a sigh of relief
There were a few kids giving us funny looks but I just ignored that and turned around to look at Niall some more
"I like your shirt" I told him
"I like your earrings" he beamed
He noticed my new earrings? Nobody ever does that
"I'm not sure if I like them more than your hoops but they're still very nice" he smiled kindly
"When are you getting your hair dyed again?" I asked
He shrugged "whenever I can be bothered and I have the money for it. Why? You don't like my brunette?"
"Oh so you don't like my blond"
"I'm just messing with ya" he laughed "don't worry"
I gave a nod of relief
"So how's your new girlfriend?" He asked
"Girlfriend? Oh, right" I remembered "I dunno I haven't seen her today yet"
"Bummer" he pouted "she's a very nice girl"
"She is" I agreed
"But..?" Niall trailed off
"But nothing" I lied