Boy: hi, im nick
He says as he drops his bag to the side of the desk and sits himself in the seat next to mine.
Y/N: im y/n, nice to meet you Nick
He's attractive. Like, really attractive. Like, wow, attractive.
He smiles at me and takes out his phone under the desk and begins texting someone, so I force myself to turn back to Charlie, who's smiling at me rather disconcertingly.
Y/N: are you... ok there?
Charlie: pass me your phone, let me add you on insta
I pass over my phone and he looks himself up and friends himself, then immediately opens his own phone and accepts the request, then starts typing ferociously.
*new message from Charlie*
(On instagram)
Charlie: You like him!
Y/N: i do not! I've literally just met him!
Charlie: oh come off it! You're blushing!
Y/N: I AM NOT!!! It's just really hot in here!
Charlie: mhmmm yeah, course.
Y/N: I don't like him charlie come onnn
I put my phone in my pocket and look at Charlie with my signiture 'this conversation is over' look. A hint he seems to get because he starts talking to me about how annoying his sister tori is.
Charlie: and she's always coming in my room without even knock-
He's cut off by Nick turning around and asking
Nick: do either of you know where the new languages department is? I've got french first and I don't have a clue where I'm going
Charlie looks slightly put out at being interupted in the middle of a passionage rant but nevertheless responds with a polite
Charlie: im not sure... y/n?
Y/N: I've got french first as well, we could look for it together? If you want...
Nick: that'd be great
He smiles at me. He has that kind of smile that makes the world feel that bit safter and I feel the colour rise in my cheeks in spite of my insistence to Charlie that I don't feel that way about this nick guy.
I went back to talking with Charlie about his older sister, although I couldn't help being a little distracted by the memory of that smile. But I pushed the thought out of my head. A tall, handsome, popular guy like nick Nelson, would never in a million years go for someone like me.
It's not that I'm horrendously ugly, but, im plain looking, short, with cheeks that are always just a little chubbier than I would like. I've never liked the way I looked. I'm not stick thin and beautiful with long lashes and tiny little waist like the other girls at truham-higgs. It doesn't bother me really because male attention isn't really something i crave, so why is it that already I feel like nicks attention is suddenly more important than anything else?
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Meeting nick Nelson
FanfictionAfter y/n gets moved to a new form in the newly established 'truham- higgs' school, she meets Charlie spring, who she quickly befriends. Charlie introduces her to his friendgroup and while some are quicker to warm up to her than others, she begins t...
