Part 2 long Niall #imagine

You wake up to your alarm clock. You look at the time, 7 am. 'God, it's so early' you think. You rub your eyes and turn around to see Niall laying there, still sleeping. You don't want to wake him, so you tip-toe out of bed and make your way to the bathroom. You take a quick shower, put on some clothes and do your hair and make-up. You come out Of the bedroom to have some breakfast, and you see Niall's still sleeping. He looks so cute when he sleeps. You walk out of the bedroom, and you go to the mailbox. You get a paper and some letter for Niall. There's also this magazine. You look at it and the cover says: "NIALL CHEATING ON [Y/N] ON TOUR?!" you look at the picture and they were so close to kiss. He was whispering something in her ear or something. You quickly run inside and go sit on the kitchen table. You go to the page of the article. The pictures are disgusting. Pictures of him kissing her cheek, neck, everything. You can't believe it. You grab your bag and jacket and make your way out of his apartment. You can't leave it soon enough. You run and run, but the car drive was like 15 minutes, so it's a while. You start running, and you look at your phone. It's 8am and school starts at 8.30. You're never gonna make it, although you're running for about half an hour already. Your backpack is pretty heavy, and those shoes don't really run easily. Suddenly your phone starts ringing. You look and you see Niall's calling you. Tears start forming in your eyes. You feel them rolling of your cheeks but you wipe them away. You really don't want to know how you look right now. Your eyes all red and swollen, hair frizzy and no make-up. Niall keeps calling you. You decide to eventually answer it while you're still running like crazy. "What do you want?" you say, breathing heavily. "Where are you? Are you running?" "Yes I am, and I'm on my way to school." you give pretty short answers. "Babe, what's wrong?" "Look at what's on the kitchen table, and you'll know." you press the red button on your phone and start to slow down. You really have no idea where you are actually, but you can remember it a little bit from the car ride. You look at the time again. 8.30. "CRAP!"

When you eventually arrive at school, it's 9am. You ran the wrong way, so you had to go all the way back. Your eyes are still red and puffy, cause you've cried some more, while running like someone was behind you and you had to escape. But actually you did have to escape. Escape from all of the misery you're in right now. You knock onto the door of your chemistry class. The teacher says you can come in, so you open the door and you have never felt so embarrassed. Everyone was looking at you. "Please, [Y/N]. Just take a seat." the teacher smiled at you. Mr Jones was a young teacher. He had cool hair in a quiff and glasses. He wasn't ugly at all. Once you sat down, he looked at you, nodded and said: "sure you're okay?" you smiled and nodded weakily, trying to hold back your tears, which you couldn't. He continues with his lesson. You can't hold them any longer, so you rush out of the classroom, with tears streaming down your face. You open the door and make your way in the hallway to your locker. You arrive and start hitting it with your hands and feet. "Hey, hey, calm down." Mr Jones came after you. You slide down the wall and sit down on the ground, while sobbing and crying like crazy. Mr Jones sits next to you and grabs your hand. "Everything okay?" he asks you sweetly. "No, actually not." you hit the wall with your head again. "Want to talk about it?" you don't say anything. "Is it ok if you stay a little bit longer after school so we can talk about it?" you nod, cause you think it might be a good idea to talk about it. Mr Jones stands up. "Come on, let's get back to class." he smiles friendly and sticks his hand out. You grab it and hold it tight. You're not sure why, but you feel safe with him. He gives you a big hug and looks you straight in the eyes when he says: "It's gonna be fine, I promise."

The day goes by very slowly. Your friends don't even notice something's wrong. Or they might notice, but don't even care. Just one friend asked if you were alright, you nodded, she rubbed your back and just went on with the conversation. You were actually looking forward to the talk with Mr Jones.

When the bell rang, you shoot of your chair and went to your locker. You're standing there, waiting for Mr Jones, cause you didn't really have an idea where to go. When school was as good as empty, you saw Mr Jones coming up to you. He had a shoulder bag with his books in it and when he stood by you, he said: "Ready?" while pulling the bag up a little bit. You nod and both start to walk, out of school. Mr Jones is about a head bigger than you. You walk into a little park and sit on a bench. "Are you alright now?" he asks you, while trying to look in your eyes. You just keep looking in front of you. "I don't really know actually." you take out your phone and look. The sound was off and it didn't vibrate either, so you didn't notice you got any calls or messages. You look and see you've got 10 missed calls and maybe 50 messages or so. You press your lips, but you can't hold up the tears anymore. They start rolling down your cheeks again. "Hey, hey don't cry." Mr Jones rubs your back softly. "It's gonna be fine." "I'm not so sure actually." "What happened?" you take a deep breath and turn to him. You look him deeply into his eyes and tell him the whole story. Not from your sister and the whole movie thing, you let that out, cause that doesn't matter now. "I understand, your heart is broken." he says. "Come here." he gives you a hug and you bury your head into his neck. "Shh, calm down, it's okay." when you look at him, he wipes your tears away and strokes some hair out of your face. "I'd go talk to him. He doesn't even have the chance yet to explain, so just listen to what he has to say." he smiles. You nod and say, "Thank you, Mr Jones" "Oh please, just say Japser. We're not in school now, so please don't say mr Jones." you laugh a little bit. "Aah, that's the smile I want to see again." you look at him. "Jasper Jones. I like it." you smile. "Yeah. Now go and talk, young lady!" you like him. He makes you feel better. "Thank you." you say and give him another hug. He kisses your cheek and for a moment you felt something. But it disappeared right away, so you couldn't really say what it was. You give him one more look, then you're off to talk to Niall.

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