The Battle

I Wouldn't Want It Any Other Way

We drove by Westminster Abbey and I took a look at Big Ben, seeing 4:38 on it. “Can I sleep over again?” Niall asked and I grinned, nodding vigorously. 

“You know I hate being alone!” I exclaimed and he cackled. “What about you call the guys over too” I suggested and I saw him grin out of the corner of my eye. 

“Even better” He replied. “Party! Party!” I yelled, swerving around the road. 

“Okay, let’s get back to your house before we die” Niall laughed. “Good idea” I agreed, before turning the car around and making my way back home.

“Did you know that Taylor Swift is in town?” Niall asked out of the blue as he rummaged through the compartment. 

I guess he saw my RED album in there. 

“Yeah” I answered as I pulled up in front of the house. “Okay” He mumbled, getting out of the car with me. 

We entered the house and just sat in silence in the living room. Niall called the boys in the car so after about 10 minutes, the doorbell rang.

I opened it and saw them with sleeping bags and guitars in their hands.

“You have a forest behind your house. Let’s camp out in your backyard!” Louis exclaimed before I could ask. 

“Alright, come in” I said, letting them through the door. I noticed that they also came from the supermarket. 

Liam saw me eyeing the bags and he grinned. “Camp stuff” He shrugged. “Please don’t tell me you got a tent” I said cautiously.

“No, we were hoping you had one” Liam chuckled. “Yeah, I have two in the loft” I replied and he grinned. 

“Perfect!” The boys exclaimed. “What is this?” Niall asked, gesturing to the sleeping bags.

“We’re camping” Zayn answered

“Where?”

“In the backyard.”

“Why?”

“Because we’re cool”

“How?”

“Because we’re hot”

“And?”

“Awesome”

“Alright” Niall finally grinned.

“Imagine it, Christy. Singing songs by the campfire in your backyard and sleeping out in the grass” Niall said optimistically as he saw the uncertain look in my eyes. 

“Alright, fine, but, we’re not going out there this early.” I said and they nodded. 

“Now, what do we do?” Harry asks as they set their stuff down. 

“You go entertain yourselves; I’m washing my car” I announced before going to my room and changed into some more comfortable clothes.

As I descended down the stairs, I noticed the boys were gaping at me. I was wearing a white tank top with shorts, my feet covered with slippers and a hat covered my brown hair. “What?” I asked, suddenly feeling self-conscious.

“We’re helping!” They all yelled. I raised an eyebrow and laughed, shaking my head at the boys. “Fine, fine, I do need some help” I grinned and so did they. 

“Go on, get changed. You can’t clean a car in those” I said, gesturing to their leather jackets and branded shirts.

I walked out of the house as they made their way to the stairs. Opening my garage, I got in my car and moved it to the back yard in the grass, where the hoses were.

Minutes later, the boys came out, shirtless and only in basketball shorts. “Let’s do this poo!” Harry exclaimed and I got the buckets and sponges. 

About 5 minutes into cleaning, Louis dumped a bucket of soapy water on Harry’s head. Harry shrieked and started chasing him around with the hose. 

The hose was under Zayn and Liam’s feet so when the hose couldn’t go any further, Harry still pulled, causing the duo to fall down. 

“Niall!” Zayn yelled as Niall threw a wet sponge at him. Louis then stopped, knowing that Harry couldn’t come near him, turning on the sprinklers. 

“Louis!” I screeched, chasing him around with the bucket in my hand.

“It wasn’t me!” He screamed and Harry dropped the hose he was holding and grabbed another one, turning on the tap. 

That one was closer to us so he sprayed both Louis and I with water. 

Niall luckily jumped on his back, causing him to be temporarily distracted. 

“Save yourselves!” Niall yelled. Thank God I didn’t have neighbours. I ran away but Louis picked me up and slung me over his shoulder.

 “Ahhh!” Niall screamed as Harry finally got him off and chased after us. 

Louis ran up the stairs and jumped into the pool, with me still on his shoulder.

Harry came in after us and I swam away from the two. Harry started pulling on my leg and I tried to swim away. 

Niall joined us and grabbed my waist, pulling me against him. I started kicking and Harry finally let go. 

Niall still had his arms around my waist and I turned around to face him. He looked up and I nodded before both of us swam to the surface.

As we arrived above water, both of us gasped for air. As I was about to talk, a hand pulled my leg down again.

I turned and saw Louis. He swam up to me and gave me a hug under water before pulling us up. 

“What was that for?” I giggled, getting out of the pool. Louis simply shrugged. 

“For being a great friend” He grinned and I grinned back. Harry suddenly popped out of nowhere and dumped a bucket of soapy water on Louis’ head.

“Payback!” He  yelled before dashing down the stairs, back onto the grass. Louis grabbed Niall as he got out of the pool, then ran after Harry.

I got out of the pool and stood there and smirked down at them. Liam and Zayn were throwing sponges at each other while Louis was chasing Harry around. 

Niall jumped on Harry’s back again, bopping him on the head every once in a while. 

These were the people I just fangirled over a few months before, and here they were; goofing around in my backyard. 

They were my friends now and we were stuck together. 

I would never let them go, because I thought, for once in my life, I found true friends; true friends that would stay by my side no matter what and I wouldn’t want it any other way.