Ronnie

Nicki Palmer would describe herself in three words: adventurous, ambitious, and fun. She's not your average girl; she gets into trouble at school, doesn't do what her parents ask of her, and likes to sneak out at nights. She can't wait for high school to end so she can pursue her favourite hobby: dancing. 

Niall Harrison is a troublemaker who happens to hate her. He would describe Nicki in three words: selfish, spoiled, and annoying. The two of them have never been able to stand each other, ever since Rey moved to a public school 3 years ago.

All they have to do is get through their last year of school without killing each other before they will finally get their freedom. But that could be a little tough, since they're stubborn, tough, and strong-willed. Their differences may collide, but at the same time, they sort of complete each other. Too bad hate is much more powerful than love.

Or is it?

Cold Water

"Niall, you told me we couldn’t be friends anymore. You know, if I-"

"If you fucked Zayn, right." He says in a lower tone, but I still hear it over the music.

"I need to go to the bathroom. Leave me alone."

I make my way down to the dancefloor and then through the mass of people, all the way to the bathroom. There’s a huge queue for the girls’ bathroom, so I choose to go to the disabled one instead. By the time I get there, my third drink (not counting the three shots I did with Zayn) is finished, so I place it on the counter and look at myself in the mirror.

My makeup is still good, thank God, but I am not. Seeing Niall without a shirt, full of fluorescent paint and his hair pulled up into a fucking quiff of all things…it’s too much.

"It’s occupied." I say when the door creaks open.

I look up into the mirror and of course it’s Niall.

"It’s occupied." I tell him again and turn around to face him, leaning against the counter.

Chapter 75