Teardrops on My Guitar [Ziall] ~On Hold~

Chapter 21

[Niall's POV]

It's three in the afternoon and Harry and Lizzy were currently playing Mario Kart on the Wii with Justin Bieber. Louis and I were busy throwing goldfish (the crackers that Lizzy brought from Canada) at them while Liam was frowning disapprovingly at everything. And Zayn was cooped up in his room. Quite peaceful if you ask me.

Actually a lot better than an hour ago.

An hour ago was havoc for us. Harry had decided to show up unannounced (I'm saying unannounced cause he hasn't been home in a while and should at least keep us informed of his whereabouts) with Lizzy and naturally the inner Belieber of Lizzy got the better of her when she saw Justin. And yeah, she was clinging onto him and screaming and sobbing for like the first twenty or so minutes. Very similar to my reaction on the inside when I first met Justin (and honestly I would've jumped on him and clung like no tomorrow but I'm kinda famous and I need my to keep whatever is left of my dignity intact).

Justin ended up hiding away from her after Harry managed to pull Liz off him. But it's all good now after Justin agreed to sign half of her belongings (her bag, her arm, her shoe, her shirt, her bracelet and even her album, please don't ask me why she carries a Justin Bieber album with her). Now they're bonding over owning Harry (who really shouldn't be allowed to play Mario Kart cause he's really bad) and debating about how being Canadian is so much better than European (they being pro while Liam, Louis, Harry and I were con). I don't even know how we started a debate, but it's not even a proper debate cause Canadians talk so fucking fast and like they speak at thirty words per second and I they each get like two whole minutes while we have Harry who like takes a whole minute to get a sentence out.

Our current argument was against the Canadian's topic of bagged milk. Bagged milk. Like how would that even work?

“But why would you want to drink milk out of a plastic bag?” Harry spoke out of turn (but then again we don't actually have turns cause this isn't a proper debate, just an argument really). “Like would you just drink a whole thing of milk in a whole go and freeze everything you can't finish, or? And when you open the bag doesn't the milk get everywhere? Like how does it work?”

“Did you not watch the bagged milk video?” Lizzy sighed and rolled her eyes as if it was common knowledge (which it really wasn't but I'm not gonna say anything).

“No? There's a video?” Liam asked, still confused about the idea of drinking milk from a bag.

“So like basically there are these milk pitchers where we place the bagged milk in and we like cut a tiny opening at a corner,” Justin explained. “I think y'all are just jealous we drink milk out of a bag and you guys have the boring old cartons.”

“Yeah we're all jealous, which totally explains why we aren't getting any bagged milk for ourselves,” Louis snorted, flinging another goldfish at Justin.

“But guys, being European is so much better cause like we have One Direction,” I said, earning an approving thumbs-up from Louis and a pat on the back from Liam.