Niall's in his room, reading a book. The book is in his lap and he's sitting up in the bed so I can't see the cover or the title. He bites his lip when he concentrates really hard. He grins a little when he reads a part he likes. He turns the pages anxiously. I wish I could read with him, he looks like he'd be a good person to read a book to you.

Instead of knocking, I slowly open the door and peer my head inside. I have only fifteen seconds left. "Is your real name Harold?" Niall asks first thing. Not what am I doing here, not a witty remark about the cafeteria. He asks my name. "Um, yeah." I stutter, shutting the door behind me. "It's been boggling my mind. I love it when someone's name is shortened." Niall smiles and looks back to the book. "Is Niall short for something?" "Unfortunately, no." Niall looks up at me through his lashes. That twinkle is in his eyes again.

He's staring at me, and I'm just staring at the floor, thinking of something to say. Meanwhile, I have only ten seconds left.

"What book is that?"

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"The Fault In Our Stars."

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"Whats it about?"

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"You've never heard of it?!" I shake my head.

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Niall looks down at the book and smiles.

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"Okay."