it hurts. // n.h.

12- Lindsey

"Lindsey!" I screamed taking in her appearance. She wore a creme colored jumper with light blue ripped skinny jeans under. She had on a brown leather coat keeping her warm from the chilly fall weather we were having. Her blonde hair was up in a French braid and she had on her glasses.

"Emelia!" She walked into my open arms giving me a small hug.

"It's nice seeing you again!" She chuckled a bit and shook her head.

"It's been way too long." I smiled up at her and then walked to the kitchen to have her follow right behind me.

Harry was sitting at the table with Niall instead of arguing about the football match that was on previously they were having a deep conversation about who was a better player. Messi or Ronaldo.

"Messi all the way." Niall scoffed at Harry's remark and looked up at him while furrowing his eyebrows together.

" y'now Ronaldo is better. He's had way more than 60 goals for over all competition. He's also made more goals at La Liga and the champions League. Admit it." Niall said raising his hand to the back of his neck.

"Not true. They both made 10 for the Champions League this year. And he's got 22 Club Team Trophies, 4 UCL top scorer, AND 4 Ballon D'Or! Messi's a way better player than Ronaldo. He can try but he'll never be as good as Lionel." Niall sucked in air and a look of pure disbelief spread throughout his face.

"Take. That. Back." Harry shrugged his shoulders

"Can't. It's the truth." Niall gasped then looked over to me then Lindsey. He sat there a minute just looked over at us and messing with his phone case that was laying beside him. His face softened a bit and then a smirk appeared on his face. Something was clearly brewing up in his little cheeky adorable brain of his.

"Okay, let's ask the girls." He smirked up at me full on knowing we would both say Christiano. I mean who wouldn't? He's basically a sex God and I mean, wow. He was incredibly fit.

"Who's better?" Niall placed his elbow on his knee and left his chin resting against his hand, his clear crystal blue eyes lit up a bit as I looked at him.

"Sorry Haz, Niall's right." I shrugged and walked over to the fridge to grab myself a bottle of water. I couldn't take Harry's side. Niall would kill me.

Lindsey desired to take a different turn though, "I don't know. Messi is a really good player. He's had a lot more hat tricks in his last games."

"He's also had more penalties." I mumbled quickly, getting a chuckle from Niall. She rolled her eyes and continued on.

"Ronaldo is just sexy. He doesn't even touch Lionel." Lindsey piped up.

I looked at my lifetime best friend in disbelief. Did she just pick Harry's side? Messi? Out of all the people in the world I thought she would pick Ronaldo. She was a huge fan. I can't believe she just said that.

"Looks like I win." Harry said looking over to Lindsey then Niall.

"No. That just means Blondie chose your side. Try to have all the fun you want but you still haven't won." He said Motioning over to Lindsey.

" Natural Blondes always have more fun." Ouch. Harry spoke up looking over to my friend. Her cheeks immediately tinted a cherry red and she stood there looking at the ground.

"Touché." Niall smiled. An comfortable silence fell over us until I broke it.

"Lindsey, this is my boyfriend Niall and Harry. Guys, this is Lindsey." They all said they're hellos and somehow, she found her way over to Harry striking up a conversation with him. As she did that I waked over to Niall slowly and stood by him as he wrapped his arm around my waist.