The Foreign Exchange Student // h.s.

We Brought A Load Of Food

Chapter 51:

Olivia's POV:

It was Friday, meaning a lot: Today I was celebrating Christmas with Harry's family, it's three more days until we fly back to California, and even closer to the exchange project being over. Marisa, AJ, Louis, Harry, Chase, Niall, Zayn, Liam, and I have spent as much time together as we could the past few days. One night we even had a sleepover at Niall's house. When Marisa's mom found out, man she was not happy.

She almost punished us, but she didn't as long as we agreed to go with her somewhere Saturday and Sunday. We were not happy about having to spend time without the others, but it was better than not being able to go anywhere besides school at all.

We arrived at school, a bit earlier than usual today. The only boy I spotted so far was Niall, who was putting books into his locker. I snuck up behind him and quickly pressed my fingers into the pressure points on his sides.

He, being himself, completely didn't suspect it and ended up screaming out loud in the busy hallway. I burst out laughing and pointed at him. "You.. your face!" I exclaimed in fits of laughter. He glared at me, glanced behind me, then smiled mischievously.

"Liam," he called and my eyes widened. He was going to get Daddy on me. Over the past few weeks, we've developed the nickname for Liam because he's the most mature and keeps us in control.

I spun around and shook my head at Liam, who was walking side by side with Zayn. "Don't believe anything he tells you," I insisted and Niall scoffed. "I heard the scream," Daddy smirked. I chuckled under my breath and watched as Niall blushed.

"What happened?" Zayn asked, and I sighed. "Well-" I started and looked at Niall. "She scared my by pushing in my sides," he interrupted. Liam looked at me with a 'Shame On You' face.

"Now, Olivia, I want you to apologize," he instructed me. My eyes widened as the other two boys laughed. "What? No. It's not my fault he got scared," I protested.

Liam just shook his head and narrowed his eyes. Me, becoming intimidated, faced a gloating Niall. "I'm sorry for making you scream, leprechaun," I told him. He smiled brightly, looked at me confused, then at Liam with a familiar expression.

"Liam, she called me leprechaun," the Irish boy whined. "There he goes again," Zayn muttered making me laugh. Thankfully, I was saved from apologizing again by the bell.

I glanced around, not seeing any sign of the three missing boys. I felt a vibrate coming from my pocket and slid my phone out to see a new message from Louis. It vibrated right after showing a message from Harry.

"Come on, you can check your messages in class," Zayn told me and pulled me by my elbow. I laughed and followed him to our English class, sitting in our regular spots. I pulled out my phone and hid it in my lap as I read Harry's message first.

Hey love! Sorry, we're running late and will be there, I say around lunch time. It's a surprise for all of you! ;) Oh, and don't believe anything Louis says! xx

I rolled my eyes, wondering what the surprise was. I swapped my seat for Harry's normal one and leaved over towards Zayn. "The boys won't be coming until lunch," I whispered in his ear and he nodded.

Mrs. Johnson walked into the classroom, but I didn't pay attention as she handed papers out. I expertly hid my phone as she passed me, then pulled it out when she returned to her desk. I opened my message from Louis next and bit my lip to hold back a laugh.

OLIVIA! TELL HARRY TO SHUT UP. Oh, and he said that he likes it when you touch his bum;) xxxxxxxxxxxx

I smirked. That is such a Louis thing, of course he would say that. As for me, I never remember touching his butt at all. That cheeky boy is a liar.