So, here we are, huh? Well! Since this is my first ever FanFiction, I beg you! No rude comments.

Thank you :)

Niall was walking at school. He was the typichal "Victim". Yup. He got bullied every second, all day! Even when he camehome, he wasn't safe. Why, you might ask? Well, they have his phone number.

He's walking down the hallway to his class. He is just thinking of One person right now. Harry Styles. He got a smile at his face everytime he thougt about him. He tries to ignore allof the rude comments he get, while going down the hallway. He's not the person that gets sad about what others think of him, orat leasy usually. When he hears things that really hurts him, he always frown and bites his lip, to not cry. And all of this because he's gay. Oh crime, hes gay! G-a-y! What's the problem? He never understood really.

He was now on Twitter, posting somethingjust as usual. Now he was posting: " Harry_Styles Notice me!"

He sended it, then walked away to class. He heard a lot of hurting wordsand tried to hide tears on his cheeks, but it was too late. The boys was just watching it. "Gettin' all teary now, Horan? Hahaha, you're so gay! Such a little girl." The blonde in the middle of the classroom says, wich makes everyone laugh. The teacher wasn't there yet, unluckily to Niall.

The Horan began working on the homeworks for next week. He's always one step closer success than the others in class, when you talk about school. He's no geek, but he doesn't have anything else to do. With no friends, you have a half life. Well, he does have his father, but he never really cared about Niall. Cause when Niall told him he liked boys, his dad didn't like it for a second!

Niall tried to smile to everyone he could. He wasn't a heartless idiot. In the class today, Niall was bored. He already knew everything about all of the schoolbooks and got sick of sitting there. "Hey, Horan! Too lasy to do your stuff huh?" The blondie said. He only answered with a couple words."For me to know, for you to figure out." That words seemed to shut his mouth a little, but not much. How he hated this life at school! How he wished his fantasy could just grab his hand and lead him right in it.

He took up his cellphone and began to check on his Tweets. He actually got a lot of likes from his last tweet. He was starting with a new one. Harry_Styles you know what to do when you're hated from the whole school?

Then he sended it. For his suprise, the teacher was behind him, and was watching the tweet carefully, then walked away. Sheesh, what a creepy teacher they have ..

The bell goes, and Niall quickly gets out of there. He got out so quick that no one noticed, without the creepy teacher. Sheesh! What's up with that creep? Niall was now walking his way home, as his phone called. He thougt it was just the boys from class, but he took the phone up from his pocket to see who called him this time. It stood Unknown Number, so he answered quickly."Hello?" I asked. "Umm hi. Are you Niall Horan?" He heard something in the voice that he have heard before.. But where? When?"Y-Yes i'm Niall Horan. Who are you?" Niall asked. "You don't know? Haha, thougt you were a fan." The voice said. No! He was talking to..?

Thank you for your time. It probaly sucked. I'll try to get another one out as soon as i can! Promise. Ciao!