My Type » L.S

Two

I woke up at seven in the morning, sharp, and did my daily routine.

Once I was dressed and cleaned, I went down for breakfast.

Ofcourse no one was awake, it was a Sunday.

So I made myself some bacon and egg , poured myself a glass of orange juice and sat down to eat.

Once I was done with breakfast, I called up Niall.

"Hey Louis!" Niall chirped.

You see, that was a good thing about Niall, he was particular at things too. Even during summers he woke up early.

"Hey Niall, want to put your park plan into execution?" I asked, a smile on my face.

There was silence on the other end and I could imagine Niall grinning.

"Meet me at the park near your house in five." He said and hung up the phone.

Shrugging I made my way out of the house and to the park.
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"It's hot as hell out here." I say, pushing my glasses up my nose and wiping the sweat which was forming there.

"Well it is summer." Niall said, grinning.

I just rolled my eyes at him.

"Well I brought a football with me, wanna play?" Niall asked.

A grin formed on my face.

"Hell yeah."
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It was around noon when Niall and I made our way to sit under a tree.

We sat there trying to catch our breaths.

"It feels like I'm playing after a year." I say, finally relaxed.

"You played two days back, for the school's finals though." Niall said, frowning.

"I know that, it just feels like a year." I say, shrugging.

We were sitting in a comfortable silence, when a small girl made her way towards us.

"Excuse me sir." She said.

I smiled at her, she was so cute. She had chubby red cheeks, piercing blue eyes and her hair was tied in two pig tails. I remember when my sisters were this small.

"What is it, deary?" I asked, smiling at her.

"Have you seen a big boy, with very curly hair? He was supposed to be with me but I guess I lost him." She said, pouting

"Well, I haven't but I can surely find him with you." I say getting up.

"Thank you whatever your name is." She says, smiling.

"I'm Louis, and you are?" I asked, smiling.

"I'm Darcy." She says.

"Alright Darcy, let's find this big boy of yours."
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When Darcy said 'big boy' , I thought of a thirteen year old boy. But no, this was a full grown boy.

I didn't know people could be this careless.

I had never lost my sisters when they were small, and I was fourteen back then!

"Harry!" Darcy said, running over to the boy with really curly hair.

"Darcy! There you are! I've been searching for you everywhere!"

"No you haven't." Darcy said, giggling.

"Well, I'll hope you won't be this careless next time mister. She'll not find people to help her every time." I say, crossing my hands over my chest, interrupting their conversation.

"I'm sorry, it doesn't happen all the time." The boy, Harry,said-looking me in the eye.

The boy had really green eyes, he was attractive per say, with his dimples and all but he was still one of those careless people I despised.

"Well I hope not, bye Darcy." I say, smiling at her.

"Thank you Louis!" She says.

"It's no problem, hon." I say and walk back to where Niall was waiting for me.

Some people are just so careless.