They're from rival schools, they're the captains of rival football teams, and so they're rivals. Right? Well that would be the case, but the only thing is, Louis' been pining over a boy he calls Curly, for years.
Will something finally happen betwee...
Niall who is currently sprawled out on my bed scrolling through his phone, looks up to examine my outfit. I'm wearing a half sleeved band tee with white sleeves and a black base with The Who on it paired with black jeans and Vans. It's my fifth outfit I've tried on and I can tell Niall's getting tired.
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"You look great, just like the other four," he rolls his eyes a little.
"Okay, okay but-" I start to say but Niall quickly cuts me off.
"No buts. Just wear the damn outfit," he asserts.
"Aw we have a bit of diva," I grin shoving Niall's leg lightly which makes him laugh.
"You're being the diva Lou!" he laughs out, "Is this because of your date with the captain?"
I spin around to him suddenly, shocked by his words, "What?"
Niall smirks at my expression, "You're lunch date," he gestures, "How'd it go?"
"Oh, um good," I try to act normal as if the question hasn't caught me off guard, or more so the phrasing.
"This boy also has curly hair, you must have a type," Niall comments.
He throws his phone aside and rolls over to lay on his stomach, now fully invested in our conversation. He places his chin in his hands and swings his legs back and forth all innocent like.
"What are you trying to get at Niall?" I ask somewhat defensively.
"Nothing," he smiles, "I'm just thinking out loud."
"Well you should keep your thoughts to yourself," I sass and grab one of his wrists pulling his arm away to make his head fall.
"Hey!" Niall frowns.
I keep my grip on his wrist and slide it down so I'm holding his hand, "Sorry Niall," I apologize before placing a big sloppy kiss on his hand.
Niall laughs, "Let's just go," he says while still laughing.
He moves to sit up and wipes the hand I kissed on his shirt. Uh I take offense to that. But I keep it to myself and just pull him up off the bed before we head out.
Normally we would pick up Liam on our way there but he said he'd get a ride from the friend he's inviting. So me and Niall get to the bar while blasting Carly Rae Jepsen's Call Me Maybe. I cackled every time Niall sang "Where you think you're going baby" in a weird voice.
"Let's get drunk!" Niall shouts as soon as we get out the car.
I chuckle, "At least wait till all the boys are here."
Niall groans but nods his head. We walk over to a table and push another one towards it since we have a big group coming. Niall has me sit at the head of the table because I'm the captain and "royalty" apparently, while he takes the seat to my left. Soon after the boys start filing in and taking their sits.
