AL's POV
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I sat there in Physics, distressed da my looming thoughts. I couldn't concentrate, so I stared at the clock counting down the secondi til class ended. I had to get out of this class. I couldn't sit here for another 15 minutes. I raised my hand.
"Yes Ms. Al?" The teacher asked.
"Can I go to the bathroom?"
"Fine."
I walked out of the class and walked to the bathroom. I fixed my hair and make-up and headed back to class feeling più calm. But as soon as I saw Niall's face, I wish I didn't come back to class. I walked slowly toward him and sat back down.
He saw the look on my face.
"What's wrong?" he asks.
"Nothing." I lie.
"I've known te forever. Whats up?"
"I detto nothing, Niall." Not willing to tell him.
"Why don't te trust me?"
"Niall, I do... Its just..."
"It's just what??" he asks with a tint of anger in his voice.
"I don't want to... I just... I'm probably going to... No.. I.. I'm.. I'm going to sposta again at the end of the anno and not get to say goodbye just like when we were 12 and I'm going to never find anyone like te and never sposta on and.." he stopped me.
"Your talking to fast. Calm down. Take a breath." He detto calmingly.
He grabbed my hand and we walked out of class.
"So you're going to move?" he asks, looking deeply into my eyes with his gorgeous blue ones.
"Probably. It happens every anno since I was 8 and my parents divorced."
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't of forced te to tell me." He apologized with his kind gentle voice.
"It's fine. And Good Bye."
"What?"
"I wanted to say it now. Just remember that I Amore te when I'm gone."
"I swear to God, I will never Amore anyone the way I Amore you."
I just smiled at him.
He tucked a strand of hair behind my ear with his gentle hand.
"You've got that one thing." he detto quietly and kissed my lips gently.
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I sat there in Physics, distressed da my looming thoughts. I couldn't concentrate, so I stared at the clock counting down the secondi til class ended. I had to get out of this class. I couldn't sit here for another 15 minutes. I raised my hand.
"Yes Ms. Al?" The teacher asked.
"Can I go to the bathroom?"
"Fine."
I walked out of the class and walked to the bathroom. I fixed my hair and make-up and headed back to class feeling più calm. But as soon as I saw Niall's face, I wish I didn't come back to class. I walked slowly toward him and sat back down.
He saw the look on my face.
"What's wrong?" he asks.
"Nothing." I lie.
"I've known te forever. Whats up?"
"I detto nothing, Niall." Not willing to tell him.
"Why don't te trust me?"
"Niall, I do... Its just..."
"It's just what??" he asks with a tint of anger in his voice.
"I don't want to... I just... I'm probably going to... No.. I.. I'm.. I'm going to sposta again at the end of the anno and not get to say goodbye just like when we were 12 and I'm going to never find anyone like te and never sposta on and.." he stopped me.
"Your talking to fast. Calm down. Take a breath." He detto calmingly.
He grabbed my hand and we walked out of class.
"So you're going to move?" he asks, looking deeply into my eyes with his gorgeous blue ones.
"Probably. It happens every anno since I was 8 and my parents divorced."
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't of forced te to tell me." He apologized with his kind gentle voice.
"It's fine. And Good Bye."
"What?"
"I wanted to say it now. Just remember that I Amore te when I'm gone."
"I swear to God, I will never Amore anyone the way I Amore you."
I just smiled at him.
He tucked a strand of hair behind my ear with his gentle hand.
"You've got that one thing." he detto quietly and kissed my lips gently.
The successivo giorno I got a direct message on Twitter from Harry. It said:
Meet me in the park at eleven.
I closed my laptop and opened my closet. I had no idea what to wear.
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successivo CHAPTER:
I chose my skinny jeans and my striped crop superiore, in alto with my Converse sneakers. It was a bit più fresco, dispositivo di raffreddamento that day. I got to the park to find Harry sitting on a bench. He had on his classic white Converse, a white tshirt, jeans, and a grey beanie. I sat down successivo to him and he grabbed my hand.
"Lauren, will te go to our successivo concerto with me?" he asked.
"Of course," I answered.
He then gave me a sweet baciare on the cheek and detto he would pick me up at seven.
Meet me in the park at eleven.
I closed my laptop and opened my closet. I had no idea what to wear.
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successivo CHAPTER:
I chose my skinny jeans and my striped crop superiore, in alto with my Converse sneakers. It was a bit più fresco, dispositivo di raffreddamento that day. I got to the park to find Harry sitting on a bench. He had on his classic white Converse, a white tshirt, jeans, and a grey beanie. I sat down successivo to him and he grabbed my hand.
"Lauren, will te go to our successivo concerto with me?" he asked.
"Of course," I answered.
He then gave me a sweet baciare on the cheek and detto he would pick me up at seven.
Many people are saying that Harry is leaving One Direction. No it's not true. I don't think Harry would ever leave the band. The band wouldn't be the same without Harry if he left and his fan would be broken hearted. And Harry cares WAY to much to ever hurt o disapoint them in any way shape o form. He is to thoughful to that. So when te hear that he is leaving the 10 times out of 10 it's not tue.
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Skai's POV:
Monday morning , great. Another new school year. Same dorks, same jocks , same girls. Until i saw Louis. He is this English exchange student and came here with 3 other English guys and 1 Irish guy. He caught my eye as soon as i got to school that day.
Louis POV:
So in English class the teacher called me up : Louis Tomlinson. I came up and introduced myself like i had at my old school in Doncaster. One guy threw a pencil at me - others just stared
Find out what happens successivo in Forever in Amore part 2!
Monday morning , great. Another new school year. Same dorks, same jocks , same girls. Until i saw Louis. He is this English exchange student and came here with 3 other English guys and 1 Irish guy. He caught my eye as soon as i got to school that day.
Louis POV:
So in English class the teacher called me up : Louis Tomlinson. I came up and introduced myself like i had at my old school in Doncaster. One guy threw a pencil at me - others just stared
Find out what happens successivo in Forever in Amore part 2!