Story Of Our Lives

Summer

"So, ya ready for tomorrow?" Niall asked. The boys were currently at the park Harry stumbled into the other day. They had bought ice cream at the shop down the road.

"There's nothing I can do about it," Harry sighed. Tomorrow was going to be the first day of school.

"Niall, can we talk about something else?" Harry pleaded. Niall nodded and the boys walked in silence. That's when Harry noticed the boys playing football. He recognized the boy with black hair and the shaggy-haired, swift boy from his first park experience.

"Who are they?" Harry asked.

"Huh?" Niall looked at where Harry was facing. "That lot? They're our schools football team. Well, most of them. For example, Zayn isn't on the team. Neither is Winstead."

"Which are they?" Harry asked.

"Zayn!" Niall called out. None of the boys turned around. "Winstead!" A boy with spiky, red hair turned around. He told the boy next to him something and ran over to Harry and Niall.

"Hey Niall. What's up?"

"Hey Winstead. I wanted to introduce you to Harry! He moved here about two weeks ago."

"Is that so?" Winstead said, looking over at Harry, making him gulp from nervousness.

"Well, welcome to Doncaster, Harry!" Winstead said, sticking his hand out. Harry shook it.

"Thanks."

"Well, I should be getting back to the game! See ya, Niall!" Then Winstead turned to Harry. "And nice to meet you, Harry."

Winstead ran back to the group of lads. "Nice lad, eh?" Niall asked.

"Yeah. I guess," Harry barely whispered.

Niall slapped him on the back. "Don't guess! Say what's on your mind." Harry nodded, looking at the ground.

Before they could take a step, the two boys were stopped. "Niall!" It was the boy with black hair who was playing football!

"Zayn!" Niall greeted him. The blond boy looked over at Harry. "Zayn, this is Harry. Harry, Zayn."

"Hey, aren't you the lad I ran into a while back?" Zayn asked. Harry nodded.

"Well, good to know yer name!" Zayn said. Then he turned to Niall.

"Were you gonna leave without saying hi?"

Niall chuckled. "I called your name but you didn't hear me."

They laughed, but Harry wasn't sure what was so funny.

"Well, I'll talk to you tomorrow! See ya, guys!" Zayn then ran back to the game like Winstead had.

"Hey, it's getting rather late. Wanna go back home?" Niall asked. Harry checked his watch. I guess it is a tad late...

"Sure." The two boys walked back home, cracking jokes and buying more ice cream.

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Sorry about it being short. The next one will be longer, I promise. This was mainly just to introudce Zayn and Winstead.