Revenge Narry/Niam o.h.

Chapter 4

How do you feel about Perfect?

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Niall's pov

I just came back from the gym once again. Liam was so great, he always helped me. I actually wasn't ashamed of my body for once.

I took a shower and wrapped a towel around my body. I stepped into my room to get my clothes, when I heard something, a noise outside the door.

Somebody knocked on the door of my room. I jumped, startled. The door opened and Liam came in.

He looked up and saw me with a towel wrapped lowly around my waist. I held the towel up with one hand and rubbed the back of my neck with the other.

"Well this is awkward, isn't it, mate?" I said, chuckling a little.
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Liam's pov

I couldn't concentrate. The water dripped from his hair and onto his body. I couldn't focus. He looked so cute standing there. Why couldn't I focus.

I mean, I realized Niall was cute the first time I saw him, even if he wasn't perfect, but now, after his makeover, wow.

Liam, eyes up, focus.

"Oh uh, your mum let me in. I'll wait outside while you get dressed. Yeah."

I walked back out the door. I could hear Niall's heavenly laugh through the thin door. My cheeks were still heated, and I tried to cool the blush that had formed.

Niall opened the door, fully dressed this time, and let me back in.

"Not to be rude, mate, but what are you doing here? We literally saw each other at the gym."

"Yes, oh, um, what was I gonna say?" I couldn't exactly remembered why I came over here in the first place.

He laughed, "Was my body too distracting for you?" He laughed even harder and I eventually joined in.

Oh, you don't know how true that statement was.

"I remember, now! You left your phone at the gym," I said pulling it out of my back pocket. "You need to be more careful. What if some random stranger picks it up? Keep track of your stuff, Niall. You're just lucky I happened to find it." My father side was coming out as I lectured him about responsibility.

"Oh, I need a phone, huh? Well thanks then, mate!" He said cheerily, as if he didn't notice his phone was missing.

He probably didn't. Although, he is on Twitter an awful lot.

"Yeah, no problem. And while I'm here, I'll give you the next step."

He leaned in closer, intrigued, wanting to know what Liam was going to say about Harry and the master plan.

"You've already stripped him of his popularity, but now, you're going to separate him from his, hmm, posse I should say. Basically, leave him friendless, so tell me about his best friends, the ones who support him the most. Not just the kids who do it for popularity and Harry doesn't even know their names."

"Well, Zayn would be the bad boy of the group. He wears, like, leather jackets, varsity jackets, stuff like that. Also, tight jeans and whatnot. He has the looks and smokes quite a lot," He explained.

Oh, so Zayn was the looks of the group.

"Interesting, um, so what about the other one? Lewis you said his name was, yeah?"

"Actually, Louis. Well, he's he joker you could say. Plays the pranks, makes the jokes. He also plays for the footie team. Great personality, too, if you get on his good side, of course. They all have lots of tattoos too," he said bitterly.

"Well then, how do we get them to like you?"

It shouldn't be too hard, everyone likes Niall.

AN — I saw the Martian yesterday and it was really good, so see it if you have the chance.

Their new song Perfect is out and it's amazing like all of their songs.