Chapter 11

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Niall’s POV

“How much do you want to bet that they are betting on us downstairs?” I said as I grabbed a pool skimmer.

“Why would they bet on us? Why are you actually cleaning the pool, call a pool service.” Alyssa pointed out.

“Oh yeah, I can do that.” I pulled out my phone, which thankfully didn’t go in the pool with me. I called a pool service, and gave them the information they needed. I told them to “be sneaky” since the others weren’t supposed to know.

I started to head toward the elevator when Alyssa stopped me. “What are you doing, we have to stay up here. Otherwise they would know we didn’t actually clean the pool.”

“That’s smart.”

“Thanks, I was homeschooled.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, Alana, Isabelle and I were all homeschooled.”

“Who’s Isabelle?”

“Izzy? She’s Harry’s future girlfriend.”

“What?”

“Yeah, Izzy will be like, ‘Uh-huh’ I’ll be like ‘Oh-yeah’ Harry will be like, ‘Oooooh’ Alana will be like ‘Called it!’ You’ll be like ‘Oh snap’ and Liam will just be so confused.”

“I still don’t get it.”

“Don’t worry young one, you shall.”

“We’re the same age.” I remembered.

“Really? You look younger, maybe it’s the baby face.” She proceeded to pinch my cheeks and repeat in a high pitched voice, “Baby face!” My face contorted into strange shapes as she pinched and manipulated the flesh on my face.

“Will you please let go of my face?”

“Do I have to?”

“Umm yes?” It came out more like a question, but she removed her hands anyway.

She then stole my phone and my hot dog. I bet you’re wondering where I got that hot dog. Well, I don’t know either. If this was a story by two authors, I bet they’re #crazymofos. LOL! Oh my goodness, I did not just say LOL in my head. Someone help me.

Maybe you need to talk to someone.

Who are you?

Ask Alyssa.

Okay then…

And for your information only one of the authors is a die-hard #crazymofo, the other is indifferent, in a sense.

Alyssa’s POV

Niall seemed to be having an internal conversation with himself. Maybe he had a voice in his head too.

Yes he does.

Are you in his head too?

Yes I am.

Cool.

Anyway, we sat on the roof around the pool, just doing nothing. “At night.”

“What?” Niall asked confused.

“Nothing, it’s just adding ‘At night’ makes everything creepier. Try it.” I urged.

“Okay, um, I was hungry and ate pizza…”

“… At night.”

“Liam straightened Harry’s hair…”

“… At night.”

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