A/N So how's errbody been? It's Christmas Eve already guys, what a sneaky fox Xmas is! So Happy Winter Holidays, hope everything happy on your end! c:
Also, thank you for all the votes/fanning recently - It really means a lot and motivates me to do this :') You guys are the reason I update! (haha I know its been a while, I apologize </3)
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Before they restarted the T/D game (everyone's still snacking):
Shay's POV
“So you can act, eh?”
I turned to see a curly-mopped Cheshire boy and his signature grin.
“Possibly,” I answered nonchalantly, going back to my pop-tart and TV show.
Now that the girls and I were no longer starstruck, and becoming more and more comfortable with these guys, it was time to start activating my signature Shay-charm.
I understood how cocky boys like these ones ticked- I definitely wasn't naive to the fact that Harry Styles thought he could have any girl he wanted and was probably right, especially considering the fact he was world-famous pop-star and all. I knew that the first rule for guys like these was to act uninterested; play hard-to-get; give 'em a little challenge. ;)
He plopped down next to me on the leather couch. “Can I have some'a that?”
I glanced at him and broke off a piece.
“Thanks,” he mumbled as he chewed. “So when are you planning to show off your super duper acting skills?” he asked with his mouth still full.
“Mmmmmm, never. Especially if your gonna be chewing like that while you’re talking to me, ew,” I held up my hand to his mouth as if to block the sight.
In response, he just licked my palm.
“EWWWW, STYLES!!” I hit him hard on the back and rushed to wipe my hands on my poor jeans. Well there goes my cool facade.
I should ask Zayn to give me lessons in being cool, how does he always manage it??
“Awww, c'mon! Your acting is all Soap-Girl ever gushes about when she talks about you,” he replied laughing, ignoring my whining completely.
I made a face at Anais' nickname. “She hates when you call her that, y’know. And when do you guys talk ever about me?” I asked, still wiping.
“We're cooking buddies remember? We talk about everyone when we make all of your guys’ food,” Harry explained.
I raised my eyebrows at him; this was news to me. I always saw them chit-chatting away but I honestly thought they just talked about random things.. it never occurred to me that they could be gossiping about all of us. “Oh really, and what do you guys say?” I ask turning back to the TV.
Harry smirked, pointing between the two of us. “We say how the both of us would be quite sexy together.”
I dropped the rest of my pop-tart. “O- Oh really now,” I stammer as I reached down for the snack, flushing at how my accent was coming back. Gah, how dare this boy make me embarrass myself like this!
He chuckled, “Yeah, and she mentioned how your accent comes back whenever you're nervous.”
“I’m not nervous! You, of all people, do not make me nervous,” I muttered, still wiping imaginary celeb spit from my hands.
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