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"You're not really going to let me out, are you?" I asked Niall for the millionth time. During the past week, he hadn't let me off on my own to explore the city since I've missed the tour of Hansson Academy two days after our arrival.

I was exploring the city that day, and honestly, I haven't really minded the schedule back then. Since then, Niall had always been on my back and boy was he an uptight lad.

"It's part of my deal with the guidance counselor. I make sure you don't get yourself in trouble. At least not even before the school starts," Niall replied, today he's really pushing the nerd look as he is wearing his glasses and reading a book. He pushed his glasses upwards and continued with what he's doing.

"Whatcha doin'?" I asked.

"Reading a book," He answered, bored beyond his wits.

"Is that for school?" I asked.

"Yep," He replied.

"Don't you ever miss being in the league?"

"Not often."

"Would you want to go back?"

"Not now."

I could easily sense the adult in Niall's voice which had me a bit disappointed. "It's Saturday night tonight. Wanna go play a war game?"

"They don't usually hold games near here. One, two hours tops," He replied. "Harry shut up, let me just read this."

Honestly, I wanted to ask who he is and what had he done to Niall Horan. The best mate I knew was never one to say no to the games even if it's across the country. He would do everything just to get there but this Niall, he's an adult in almost every way.

"Can I go out?" I asked.

"No."

"Niall, since when did you get to be my father?" I asked sarcastically. "You're not my father!" I yelled dramatically, I don't remember which movie I got that though.

"Harry, keep it down this complex isn't exactly soundproof," He said.

"I wouldn't say that," I said grinning broadly. "Last night a couple went here, breaking the curfew and know what? I'd think it was soundproof, I didn't hear anything."

He laughed, "Pervert," He mumbled. "Never changed, Harry. Who were they? I need to report that."

"Like I'm going to tell you." I gave him the most placid look. "Who am I to bust them?"

"Harry, you have to tell," He said sternly.

I remained seated on my bed, playing with my phone. His glare made its way from the few metres away. "Tell me," He said. If he used Tom Hiddleston's way of saying that from the movie, Thor, I would have answered.

"I don't know anyone apart from you," I reasoned out although it might be part lie. "I haven't been introduced to anyone," I said, and that's the truth.

"I know you had every person here background checked," He replied.

I groaned. "Fine but you're never going to make me tell on whoever break the rules around here," I said. "Niall, come on, it's not like they stole something."

He sighed, "Just this once."

I smiled triumphantly, "Alright." I happen to know that the Niall I've met is still in there.

Niall had kept me indoors for almost a month while I'm there. Of course, I've kept in contact with my mum and told her stuff about being here. Although I couldn't really give her much details as Niall seemed to be keeping me inside within the dorm. Sucks, as in a Grade-A pain in the ass-gardian soul.

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