Criminal *Niall Horan*

Chapter 29

I  awoke to the sound of my alarm. I sat up and turned it off. it took me a second to register where exactly I was. I checked my phone for any messages from niall. none. I frowned to myself and went to the closet. I pulled on tights and a leotard and put on his sweatshirt. I walked infront of the mirror and looked at my reflection
I was a wreck, the make up I didn't bother taking off last night was smeared, with tear stains running down my cheeks, my hair was everywhere, I honestly looked like I was homeless, the blonde hair was coming through the dark brown. 
I brushed my teeth, pulled back my hair and cleaned my face, before putting I concealer to cover the bags under my eyes and then put in a thin layer of mascara to frame my eyes better, making them look less dead. All around I looked more awake and not like I just rose from the dead, but I've looked better before. I walked down the the dance studio, grabbing a doughnut in the way down from the canteen and heading to the room
I walked in and put my bag down. the room was quiet...to quiet. I turned around and looked at everyone. all eyes were on me. I waved awkwardly and they began murmuring
"alright class," the teacher walked in as I laced up my shoes. I put them in the chalk to keep myself from slipping and jumped up onto my feet. "im ms.darvis. I will be your teacher for the semester. we will begin by each of us doing a solo. I expect you have something prepared?" she looked at me with her dark green unwelcoming eyes. I nodded quickly and she smiled a wicked smile. 
"right then, you'll go first." she pointed to me and motioned me over to her. "state your name and begin." she walked away over to her small stool infront of the mirror. 
"w-wendy thornbury." I stuttered
"more confident." ms.darvis spoke
"wendy thornbury." I stated
"where are you from darling?" she said
"London, England." I said soflty.
"I love your accent." she smiled
"thank y-you." the students nodded
"now begin." her smile went back to a frown and I began. 
**
I turned around to face the small crowd of students infront of the mirror. all their mouths hung open, including the teacher. they began to clap abruptly and I smiled widely
I go through my contacts and find Emily. I might as well hang out with her...shes the only one I have. 
"hello?" she says through the phone
"hi Emily! its wendy...I was wondering if you wanted to hang out? im new around here so I was just wond-" she cuts me off
"omg! yes I would love to!!" I can hear her smiled through the phone "where do you live? text me adress and I'll come pick you up" 
"a-alright!" we both hang up and I text her my dorm building and number
I walked back up the steps to my room, thankfully I had gotten a room in the same building as all of the classes I'm taking, so I could just take te elevator or the stairs down to the floor I needed to go to. I changed out of my clothes and in to one of Nialls navy blue over sized short sleeves shirts and some jean shorts with converse, 20 minutes later there was a knock on the door. I got up from my position on the bed, turning the tape of Niall in to regular music so I wouldn't look like a creep listening to my ex boyfriends voice and going to the door.
"Hey Emily, come-
"HOW THE HECK DID YOU GET THE NICEST DORM ON CAMPUS?" Emily screamed as she steppe inside the large room and began looking around, peaking her head through the door of the large bathroom an in the walk in closet.
"My uhm... Friend got it for me, he just called and... Got it?" 
I honestly don't know how Niall manage to get me Leanne Cope's old room, in the perfect location where I needed it to be, nice and big, a good view of NYC, everything.

"That's some ex boyfriend you got there" Emily said as she looked out the large window.
"So what dance are you studying?" She questioned
"Mainly just ballet, you?"
I say on the bed, watching her move around.
"Ballet, hip hope/street and ballroom, it's a mix I know"
I laughed and we continued conversing pretty much about everything, she wasn't all that bad, and I continued to grow fond of her, she was preppy but nice company
"so who's this?" she looks at the pictures on my bedside table
"oh...my boyfriend...ex boyfriend." I correct myself. 
"he is a HOTTIE!" she grins at me
"uh thanks" I laugh
"omigod this has to be the cutest little dog I have ever seen in my life!" she squeals
"thank you" I laugh "his name is James" I stand up and walk to join her. 
"but I mean look at this view!" she puts the picture down and walks to the window, opening the blinds. the sun has gone down almost completely and the buildings are all gorgeous. 
"yea.." I breath
"I know we just met and all...and im super annoying probably and this is really rude and im tottally fine if you say no but Im trying to find a new place because my roommate is the rudest bitch in the history of forever and I just know we're gonna be bffls so would you-"
"yes you can move in with me" I laugh
"O.M.G. ARE YOU SERIOUS?!" she squeals and jumps up and down, clapping her hands
"yup!" she runs over and gives me the tightest hug ever
"I LOVE YOU OMG" she hugs me again and I hug her back and smile for the first time in 3 days. 
"you're welcome!" there's 2 extra rooms in the dorm and 1 extra bath so she will have her own space
"I actually love you." she hugs me for the 3rd time and grabs my hand
"cmon! lets go have some fun" she walks me out of the room and down the stairs to the elevator, down 9 floors to her car. never once her smile fading. she says thank you for the ten zillionth time since we were in my room and gets into her car.
"so, do you want to get some dinner? lets get some dinner." she laughs and drives to a small restaurant on the corner just off campus. we walk in and take our seats
"so, since we are gonna be bffs I have to get you a nickname. and we have to learn more about each other, obviously. soo do you want to go first or me?" she smiles
"you can go" I laugh
"What conditioner and hair products do you use becomes I love your hair?" She reached out and twirled her fingers around the strand of hair that had fallen out of my loose ponytail.
I laughed at her question, but answered "I use meybelline, you can borrow it sometime if you like"
Her smile widened and her eyes out up more if that was even possible.
"I told you we were going to be the beatest friends! We're already. Borrowing terms"
I nodded, chuckling at her enthusiasm and then thought of a question to ask her. 
"Favourite brand of clothing?" 
I wasn't sure what to ask but seeing as how she is about all of  these other topics We're some how bringing up it sounds like a question she'd be interested in discussing.
"Chanel or Louis Vuitton all the way, favourite store?"
"Miss selfridge or river island, favourite music artist?"
We kept on asking questions about Each other, simple questions, but can tell you a lot about a person and to my luck, we're surprisingly a lot alike.
**
"okay I think that's the last bag..." Emily smiled as she brought the 9,000 bag into the room
"how much stuff do you have?!" I laughed to myself. 
"a lot..." she blushed and pulled the bag into her room
I pulled one of her suitcases on to the bed that was across from mine,
"I'll just put the sheets on and you can start unpacking"
She groaned "but I hateeeeee unpacking" 
I rolled my eyes playfully "I'll help"
"Aw I've known you for a day and your already doing things for me-"
I cut her off before she could continue, knowing what she was going to say
"It's because I know we're going to be best friends"
She smiled widely, "best friends for life" 
She held out her pinky, and I locked it with mine "till death do us apart"