AL's POV
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I sat there in Physics, distressed par my looming thoughts. I couldn't concentrate, so I stared at the clock counting down the secondes til class ended. I had to get out of this class. I couldn't sit here for another 15 minutes. I raised my hand.
"Yes Ms. Al?" The teacher asked.
"Can I go to the bathroom?"
"Fine."
I walked out of the class and walked to the bathroom. I fixed my hair and make-up and headed back to class feeling plus calm. But as soon as I saw Niall's face, I wish I didn't come back to class. I walked slowly toward him and sat back down.
He saw the look on my face.
"What's wrong?" he asks.
"Nothing." I lie.
"I've known toi forever. Whats up?"
"I a dit nothing, Niall." Not willing to tell him.
"Why don't toi trust me?"
"Niall, I do... Its just..."
"It's just what??" he asks with a tint of anger in his voice.
"I don't want to... I just... I'm probably going to... No.. I.. I'm.. I'm going to déplacer again at the end of the an and not get to say goodbye just like when we were 12 and I'm going to never find anyone like toi and never déplacer on and.." he stopped me.
"Your talking to fast. Calm down. Take a breath." He a dit calmingly.
He grabbed my hand and we walked out of class.
"So you're going to move?" he asks, looking deeply into my eyes with his gorgeous blue ones.
"Probably. It happens every an since I was 8 and my parents divorced."
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't of forced toi to tell me." He apologized with his kind gentle voice.
"It's fine. And Good Bye."
"What?"
"I wanted to say it now. Just remember that I l’amour toi when I'm gone."
"I swear to God, I will never l’amour anyone the way I l’amour you."
I just smiled at him.
He tucked a strand of hair behind my ear with his gentle hand.
"You've got that one thing." he a dit quietly and kissed my lips gently.
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I sat there in Physics, distressed par my looming thoughts. I couldn't concentrate, so I stared at the clock counting down the secondes til class ended. I had to get out of this class. I couldn't sit here for another 15 minutes. I raised my hand.
"Yes Ms. Al?" The teacher asked.
"Can I go to the bathroom?"
"Fine."
I walked out of the class and walked to the bathroom. I fixed my hair and make-up and headed back to class feeling plus calm. But as soon as I saw Niall's face, I wish I didn't come back to class. I walked slowly toward him and sat back down.
He saw the look on my face.
"What's wrong?" he asks.
"Nothing." I lie.
"I've known toi forever. Whats up?"
"I a dit nothing, Niall." Not willing to tell him.
"Why don't toi trust me?"
"Niall, I do... Its just..."
"It's just what??" he asks with a tint of anger in his voice.
"I don't want to... I just... I'm probably going to... No.. I.. I'm.. I'm going to déplacer again at the end of the an and not get to say goodbye just like when we were 12 and I'm going to never find anyone like toi and never déplacer on and.." he stopped me.
"Your talking to fast. Calm down. Take a breath." He a dit calmingly.
He grabbed my hand and we walked out of class.
"So you're going to move?" he asks, looking deeply into my eyes with his gorgeous blue ones.
"Probably. It happens every an since I was 8 and my parents divorced."
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't of forced toi to tell me." He apologized with his kind gentle voice.
"It's fine. And Good Bye."
"What?"
"I wanted to say it now. Just remember that I l’amour toi when I'm gone."
"I swear to God, I will never l’amour anyone the way I l’amour you."
I just smiled at him.
He tucked a strand of hair behind my ear with his gentle hand.
"You've got that one thing." he a dit quietly and kissed my lips gently.
