Addicted (ON HOLD)

Andi's POV

I walked up to my new school and shook my head, thinking of the millions of other times that I have done this before. I've probably moved about 20 times in the past 2 years. It's just ridiculous.

I pushed open the steel doors and was greeted by a paper airplane right in my eye. Then two sophomore's walked up to me and smiled. I reluctantly smiled back.

"I'm sorry about that, gorgeous." One of them said.

"Yeah. So am I. How's about forgiving us over some lunch??" The other one said.

"Oh boys. I'm flattered, really I am. But I don't think you would want to-"

"Flash!! Landon!! Leave her alone!!" I heard a girl yell.

Flash?? Really?? Someone's probably read every comic.
A girl with gorgeous blonde hair walked up to us and started to push the boys away.

"I'm sorry about my brother's. They can really be a pain in the ass." She said smiling at me. I smiled back and she put her hands in her pockets. "I've never seen you before. Are you new here??"

"Yeah. I just moved here from Nebraska."

"Nebraska?? That sure is a long way from here." She said smiling. I nodded my head and she stuck out her hand. "My name is Gracelynn. But I prefer Grace." She said smiling again.
"I'm Andi."

"Well Andi. I'm gonna help you around, okay??" I nodded my head and we walked forward. "Okay. This is probably your first period class. Almost every new student gets Mrs. Buffey." She looked at me and I dug out my schedule from my bag.

"Mrs. Buffey. First period."

She smiled and we continued to walk. She showed me everywhere I needed to go, and we had 30 minutes until classes started, and she wanted to meet her boyfriend or something like that.
So I wanted to go to my locker. As I was walking towards it, books bombarding my arms and my bag killing my shoulder, someone ran into me, making me drop everything.

I sighed and bent down, but then a pair of large hands picked my books up for me. And when I stood back up, I was greeted by a pair of dark green eyes. And then I blinked. He had tattoos and piercings. No thank you.

"Thanks for your help." I said.

"No problem." His voice was deep and British. He was kind of frightening of you really thought about it.

I went to my locker and put everything in it except for my English binder. Mrs. Buffey is my English teacher.
When I walked into the classroom, I sat down in the middle, not the front, and was immediately tapped on the shoulder.

I turned around to see a really hot blonde with piercing blue eyes that cut right through me.

"Do you have a pencil??"

Really?? That's what you're going to ask me when you know that I am gawking over you?? Funny.

"Yeah." I handed him a pencil and turned back around.

"What's your name??" He asked me, his voice raspy and Irish. MMM, yum.

I smiled and said, "What's it to your concern??"

"Well I've got to thank such a lovely lady for the pencil I'm not going to return."

I bit my tongue, trying not to laugh.

"My name is Andi. If you're just so interested in me." I said turning around.

He leaned forward and said, "If only you knew what I was thinking right now."

Chills went down my spine, and I opened my mouth to say something but he said, "I'm Niall."

Niall. The name went through my head, and he was so close to me that the heat from his skin was running through my veins.

He got closer and whispered, "Just you wait until I get to-"
He was interrupted by the teacher. Damn.

"Hello students. First things first, everyone is going to learn the new students name."
I swallowed hard and turned around.

"Andi Hathers. Please come to the front of the room." She said.
I stood up and walked in front of the room.

"Everyone, this is Andi."

I smiled and three guys in the back started to yell. "Deeeaaa!!" One of them said.

I gave a sneer and looked back at that blonde. He was nodding his head and smirking wildly.

"Mrs. Hathers, tell the class where you arm from."
I looked at her and she held out her arm.

"Alright. I've moved so many times that I have no idea where I am from." I looked at the teacher and said, "Satisfied??"

She laughed and gave me a sneer while saying, "Have a seat."

I sat down and the blonde said, "Stay gold. But don't be a sarcastic bitch. She'll send you home."

I smiled and started to doodle on my paper.
5 minutes later, the teacher walked up to me and slammed my English book on my desk. I can tell she doesn't like me already.

"Turn to page 34." She demanded, her evil eyes seeping right through me.

I smiled at her sarcatically and I in fact did, turn to page 34. But I didn't do the work.
I turned around to see the blonde- Wait what's his name again?? Niall. Yeah. I turned around to see Niall doing his work.

"Hey. What did you get for number 5??" I asked and he smiled, still working.

"True." He said and raised his hand.

"Yes Mr. Horan??" Mrs. Buffey said.

"I'm finished."

She walked up to him and picked up his paper, then she looked at me and rolled her eyes.
She slammed her hand on my paper and said, "Do you want to work??"

"No."

"Do you want to fail??"

"No."

"Then work." She hissed.

I rolled my eyes and started to work. I rubbed my temples, and was shocked to see an arm underneath mine. I gasped and sat back. And then I realized it was Niall reaching for my paper.

"Jesus." I said putting my hand over my chest.

I heard him chuckle, and I swear to you, not even 5 minutes later, he gave me back my paper, finished. And on the bottom it said: Do you know who I am??
What a dumb question.

I turned around and said, "Yes I know who you are Niall."

"Yeah. But did you know that I'm in a band??"

I shook my head and said, "I don't even know what bands are popular right now because I move so much. I don't even listen to music that much."

"My band's name is One Direction. You should come to one of our shows some time."

"Okay. When my parents will let me out of the house I will."

Then the bell rang. I went to walk out but he grabbed my arm.
"Just because you're new here, doesn't mean you're going to be new forever. Stick with me, and I'll show you a good time." He said.

I smiled and said, "I'll keep that in mind."

He chuckled and handed me a piece of paper. "Call me." He said, giving me a wink.

He then walked away and my knees almost failed, but I grabbed the corner of the door.
Why in the world could I be feeling like this about him?? I mean, I just met him.

Oh Lord. God, just help me please??

Notes

Please tell me what you think. This is the first Niall/Harry fanfic I've ever written, so I would like some opinions please!! Please vote and tell me what you think :) -K. xx