Lisa's POV
"Yeah!" I screamed, jumping on his back, causing him to fall face first into the snow.
"It burns!" he shrieked.
"Deal with it," I said, chuckling. "Ice burns, too."
"Ah! Please, let me up!" he yelled.
"No." I stated simply. "Only if you say the magic words."
"No, I will not say them." he said like it was the easiest thing in the word to hold that promise.
"Oh, really?" I asked, mischief clouding me eyes.
"No," he started, knowing what was coming.
"Yes," I said, fliping him over, sitting on his chest, and pinning his arms down with me knees.
"No!!" he yelled, bracing himself.
"Yes!" I screamed, raising me arms and going in for the kill.
"What the heck is going on?!" said a new voice.
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Niall's Shamrock
أدب الهواةHello, my name is Lisa Summers, um, yeah, THE Lisa Summers, and Niall Horan was my best friend, that is, until he auditioned for the X Factor. This story is about a girl. Her name was Lisa Summers. This is about a girl who is broken in many ways, bu...
