Ballerina Boy

16

"Who's that?" I asked pointing to a boy with a baseball uniform on that I've never seen before as Ashton and I walked down the hallway of school.

Ashton.

Ashton and I got closer after he walked me home that night from Justin's party.

Ashton and I texted everyday for the rest of Thanksgiving break after that.

We are kinda getting to be close friends.

"Nick Grimshaw." he said answering my question that I asked.

"Who is he?" I asked.

"The captain of the baseball team."

"I thought that was Zayn Malik?"

"Oh no." Ashton said shaking his head. "Zayn's co-captain along with James when Nick is sick."

"Well I've never seen him before?"

"He's been in Orlando. He's grandma or something broke a hip so he needed to go help out. But he was here in October. Did you not notice him?"

"No, I guess not."

As we walked pass Nick, he gave me a glare and walked passed me.

"Well he's noticed you." Ashton laughed after Nick was gone.

"How?" I asked confused. "I've never talked to him in my life."

"I don't know man." Ashton said shrugging. "But I'm headed to fifth like you should be. I'll see ya later." he waved and then walked off to his class.

I sighed and entered my class that I have with Harry and Niall.

Niall was sitting there and looked up once I sat down.

"Asshole." Niall said scooting away from me.

"Niall how many times do I have to tell you I'm sorry." I huffed.

"A lot." Niall said turning to me.

"You had the car." I said.

"Yeah but you left Lottie and I worried sick when we couldn't find you. After about an hour of us worried sick that Ashton guy came in and said he just got back from walking you home."

"And like I've said before, I'm sorry. Lottie's over it now."

"She is?" Niall asked.

"Yes Niall." I nodded.

Niall huffed.

"Fine. I accept your apology."

"Thanks buddy." I smiled and slapped his back lightly.

Harry then came into the classroom and sat down in his seat that was next to me.

"Hey Harry." Niall greeted.

"Hey Niall." Harry answered. "Hi Louis." Harry then said to my surprise.

"Oh so you're talking to me?" I asked in a whisper to him.

"What?" he asked knitting his eyebrows together.

"You know?" I asked. "We got into a fight at the party."

"No we didn't." he said shaking his head. "You hung over or something?" he asked.

"Are you?" I asked back. "Because you slammed the door on me."

"I don't know what the hell you're talking about Louis." he said shaking his head.

"You don't remember?" I asked.