My Deepest Scars | A Niall Horan Love Story|

The whole school knows about that dreadful day. Remorse filled the students hearts everywhere and no one knows what really happened.

The end result still being unknown til this very day.

Drew Baler, a very mysterious and discourteous teenage boy, is very keen to his friendliness life. Though, Drew never misses an opportunity to be rude to anyone who approaches him everyone loves him. The simple fact that he does not want to be bothered by anyone seems to attract everyone to him. None of them care to know why Drew is the way he is. No one cares to know why Drew has a short fuse and impolite. Of course, Niall Horan and his group of friends will be the ones to investigate.

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2. Chapter One

----Drew Baler----

I cross my arms sitting in the dim room of the school counselor's office. They send me here every week on Tuesdays and Thursdays since Junior year when I first came here. All I do is sit here as they try to get me to talk and for a whole year I have not said one word while sitting down in this office. I wish they would just get the picture that she is gone and she is never coming back; she chose to do what she did and it is none of their business. My mother put me in here thinking it would help me express my feelings about her and it actually pisses me of when people mention her. Especially, when people says her name. I just lose my mind because it is nothing no one can do about her being gone and they need to get over it. I admit that it had and still has an effect on me, but not as much as it does for other people. I knew her better than anyone else in this school, and you do not see me talking about that worthless piece of shit.

Everyone just needs to shut the hell up about her.

I furrow my eyebrows in annoyance; it is just a natural thing for me because everything and everyone annoys me. No matter what they say or do everything is annoying. Mr. Dunlap just keeps going on and on about the same things he has been talking about for the last year; it has solved nothing and will continue to solve nothing. Mr. Dunlap can continue to talk all he wants to, but I am not going to say anything like every other session. Hell, if I was him I would have stop wasting my breathe, he gets paid whether I talk or not.

"Drew." He calls, again after countless attempts to get my attention  "Are you listening to me?"

I come out of my thoughts and look up at him; he has his hands folded on his desk while he looks at me concerned. He sighs, knowing the answer to his own question.

"Look, I understand that it is still hard for you but all you need is time." He pauses, a smirk comes onto my lips "I'll see you Thursday." Mr. Dunlap says then hands me a slip showing that I have attended the session.

The bell rings, I grab my books then walk out of the office. I throw the sheet in the trash not wanting it. I go to my locker where Melissa Morgan is standing there waiting for me. Lately, she has been giving me strange looks and all I do is ignore her completely. I was hoping she would get the picture that I am not interested in her, but she is completely clueless.

"Hey, Drew." Melissa chirps, happily.

"Bye." I say, opening my locker and grabbing my bag.

"Come on, don't be like that." She touches my arm.

I close my locker turning around making her hand touch my chest, she pushes her body closer to mine and I look at her blankly. Melissa smiles flirtatiously then giggles for no reason. I push her off of me giving her a confused look as I walk away she grabs my arm and I turn away furrowing my eyebrows. She has huge balls to be touching me right now, but she must be stupid. This girl cannot take the hint that I do not want to be bothered by some slut.

"How about you take me on a date tomorrow night?" Melissa suggest flirtatiously.

"I'm not interested." I hiss, blankly.

Getting out of her grip I walk down the hallway to the outside football field so I can get ready for football practice. I really don't like football, but it’s a good way to get my anger out of the way. To me, it is better than talking to someone about how I am feeling when I just can constantly get penalized for knocking people over, it's just how I have been managing.

"Baler, what's up?" Niall yells, happily.

"How's life treating you?" Zayn greets as him and Niall tie their cleats.

I stop then look over at him sitting down on the bleachers on  Amy on his lap, she is waving at me. I don't wave back or say anything else before slamming my hand against the locker room door and going to my locker. I quickly put in the combination taking out my shoes and changing out of my clothes quickly before someone walks in and see me. I hate talking to people on this team; they are always trying to make a conversation with me but I ignore them, it's just how I am. And, if they have not learned that I do not like people they are going to learn eventually. One day, one of them is going to piss me off, which does not take much, and then it will be imprinted in their brains to leave me the fuck alone.

----Niall Horan----

Amy rolls her eyes as we all watch Drew completely ignore us when we greeted him,. He has always been like this. No one has ever seen him smile or show any type of emotion and we are all guessing it is because of Andrea. He never talks about her, but we assume that they were siblings because they look so much alike. Expect, Drew has very dark brown hair. Drew does not talk to anyone or tries to get to know anyone.  I guess that is why people try to talk him because they want to know his story. No one even knew that she had a brother until that summer when she died or that is what we all have been told. Yet,Ihave no evidence of anything else so I wouldn't know. Either way, Drew is not the nicest person to talk to and the only reason people on the team tries to talk to him is because is on the team.

"He hates me." Amy says, sadly and pouts.

I turn my attention away from Drew to her "What makes you think that?" I ask, curiously.

"Every time I try to talk to him he doesn't say anything." Amy points out. Drew literally does that to everyone.

Zayn chuckles "That's how he is with everyone." He reminds her, because she obviously does not see it.

Drew sits down on the bleachers away from everyone else and he ties his cleats. I tilt my head to the side suddenly being curious of what goes on in his head. Whatever it is it cannot be good, it’s just in the way he carries himself. I am curious just like everyone else, though.

Why is Drew such an asshole?

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