Niall has been in my life since high school, being the one person who has always been there for me no matter what. I was clumsy and he had quick reflexes, we balanced out perfectly. I cared for him dearly as he did for me but doesn't explicitly say it but showing it in many ways, although, the moment you ask him about it, he will deny it like he doesn't know what you re talking about.
About two years ago, he left Florida to go join Deception and we have been a little bit in touch. It was hard for me because I would spend each day with him, having to go from spending everyday with him to texting him a couple of times a month was a difficult transition that I eventually got used to but I missed him immensely.
really proud of him and everything he has achieved. He contacted me a couple of weeks ago saying he has a show in Florida and wants me to come so we can catch up. I obviously agreed. Besides, I couldn't miss the chance of Ayla meeting the band. She would kill me if she had found out I was friends with Niall and didn't arrange for her to meet the band.
We spent a while talking, Ayla was having the time of her life while Niall and I spent time catching up. I told him about Kyle and he was already getting ready to beat the guy. Kyle is a good person though, he can be a bit... serious sometimes but that's just because of all the pressure and stress of college life, he had a lot of things to juggle around.
Harry came in about 10 minutes after we sat down and was on the couch opposite to Niall and I's. I think he hates me. He keeps glaring at me like I asked him for both his kidney and a lung. I glanced at Harry to see him already looking at me, smirking and rolling his tongue along the inside of his cheek.
"So, how had college been?" Niall interrupts my thoughts. "Oh, you know, busy. I'm taking a year off though, or maybe a semester, I haven't decided yet. Summer is still going on." I explain.
"Well, if you're off then we should meet up more. I'm here for the next three weeks for sure and then we will continue our tour. You also need to introduce me to Kyle. I need to see if he is worthy." I laugh at his last statement and shove my hand into his face, pushing it. He takes my hand from his face and pulls me in for a hug. Ayla and Liam "aww" at the same time looking at us and Liam smiles wide calling our friendship adorable.
Harry interrupts the moment, "SO, your name is Hope?" My smile fades away because of the tone Harry chose to use and I pull away from the hug.
"Uhm, yeah." I mumble.
"That's an odd name." he says under his breath, but loud enough for everyone to hear and rolls his eyes. I pucker my lips a little, biting the inside of my cheek. How do I reply to that? I am an odd person? Thank you?
Before I can reply, Niall interrupts, "I think its unique you dumbfuck." and throws a box of tissues at Harry, laughing.
Harry's jaw tightens, "Fuck off Ni." and he throws the box back at Niall.
Harry glances at me then looks at Niall, "Its 11, I think we should leave."
I tilt my head and look at Niall confused, "Are you supposed to be somewhere? I'm sorry if we are interrupting. You should have told me, we would hav-" Niall cuts me off by saying, "No no, we were just gonna go to the bar. Nothing serious. Do you both wanna come along? It will be fun."
Ayla's eyes sparkle at the word bar and she says "Yes!" without even asking if I wanted to go. I don't think she has any plans on being sober till the end of summer, taking me down along with her.
"I don't think Hope wants to come." mumbles Harry. I look at him with a frown, "No, I wanna join you guys."
Niall gets up and puts his hand out for me, "Let's go, shall we?" I tilt my head and smile at him, taking his hand and teasing, "Such a gentleman."
Something told me Harry and I were going to have some problems, I wasn't one to get angry and yell like he did earlier, I was more of a person who stayed quiet and took it all.
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