A Helpful Hand

Ch.9- Guilty Thoughts

Niall's P.O.V-

"You okay mate?" I swam over to Liam. Ever since that girl left, Liam has been quiet and barely swam. It's not like him.

"Yeah," he sighed, "I can't help but feel bad though. I landed right on top of her and I think she walked away with a limp." he pouted. Now this was the Liam I knew.

"She'll be fine, mate." Louis swam over to us, "The guy that came and got her will take care of her." he smiled.

"Or that 'Jo' guy will." Harry now joining the conversation," Either way she'll be fine so calm down."

"Yeah Liam," now everyone is in this convo, "Two guys taking care of her? She'll be fine." Zayn assured.

We stayed quiet for a bit.

"Cannon Ball contest anyone?" Even though I always win, I let the boys try anyway. It's a load of fun.

"You're on, Leprechaun." Liam was the first to get out of the pool and he sat down in a chair, he was going to be the judge. Zayn went first, next Louis, then Harry, and finally me. Biggest splash wins.

"You boys shouldn't even try," Liam stood up to reveal the winner, "Niall always wins." he smiled and dived in the pool.

Many chicken fights and splashes later, we decided to go back to our rooms.

"Crap," the boys turned around, "I don't know where my phone is. I must've dropped it or left it at the pool. You lads go on ahead." I ran down the hall, looking at the ground to see if I dropped it.

I went to down the hall and found it on the ground next to a plant.

"Gotcha." I grabbed my phone, stuffing it in my pocket. I turned around and started walking back to my room when two girls burst through the front door.

"It's a beautiful night! We're looking for something dumb to do.. Hey baby, I think I wanna marry you!" both of the girls sang at the top of their lungs, and if they weren't so loud they would've been decent singers.

"Crazy girls," I walked towards them to go past them. I looked up and I immediately recognised Emma, standing in front of what seems to be her room. She looked fine, I have no idea what Liam was talking about. No limp, no nothing.

"Oh hey Niall." I guessed she saw me.

"Hey Emma." I nodded. "How are you feeling? Liam has been worried he broke ya or something."

"I'm fine," she smiled. "Make sure to pass the message."

"Whoa whoa whoa." We both turned to her friend. "So this whole 'Liam-jumping-on-me-thing' was real?"

"Yep." I stuffed my hands in my pockets. We stood their for a good moment untill I relaized what I was doing."Well, I have to go. Nice meeting you -?" I held my hand out awkwardly

"Jo." she smiled and shook my hand.

"Well it was nice meeting you." I waved and headed off to the direction of my room.

Wait till the boys figure out that 'Jo' is a girl. They won't believe me. They probably won't believe that she is quite the pretty girl too...