White Board Lyrics (Harry Styles)

Chapter 5

(Niall's POV)

 

 Getting Harry and the rest of the guys white boards was probably the best idea I have had in a while. We messed around and laughed. I worried about Harry though, because sometimes we forgot the situation and made jokes that Harry couldn’t hear. I would right them down, but they lost their effect in the translation. Everyone’s plates were cleared and the girls gathered the dishes, putting them into the sink to clean later. They went back to the couch to talk some more. I got up to help clean a little, and then got yet another great idea.

“Hey lads.” I said.

Louis, Liam and Zayn looked up. Harry realized they were paying attention to me and he turned around as well. “What’s up?” Zayn spoke up. I gave them all a wide grin and eyed the wheelchair that I rolled over the unused side of the room. Zayn shook his head, and blew out a heavy sigh. Liam simply shook his head and pointed at his bum arm.

“I’m in.” Louis jumped over the couch, catching his foot on the edge and toppling over the side onto the hard floor. He groaned, but stood up shortly after and laughed. “I’m getting the office chair!” He disappeared down the hallway and came back with a mass of pillows and blankets. He dropped them to the floor and ran down the hall again. He returned by running down the hall, pushing the office chair and then jumping onto the last minute to roll into the couch with some force.

“Let the tournament begin!” I yelled out, throwing my arms into the air. Liam shook his head at me He slung his good arm around Danielle’s shoulder. She had moved away from Harry, taking my place when I got up from the other couch. They watched amused. “Zayn, you don’t have an excuse like Harry and Liam. Get up, lad!” I clapped my hands together and Zayn sighed even louder, but after some more persuading, he finally got up from the couch and adjusted his shirt.

“Babe, you’re doing this with me.” Zayn held his hand out to Perrie. She looked up at him and smirked.

“You sure you wanna do this, Zayn. I have mad jousting skills.” I laughed at the two as they got into the positions. Harry was still watching from the couch as he found out what was going on. He turned quickly and scribbled someone onto his board. He held it up smiling.

My bet’s on Perrie.

 

Everyone laughed hysterically. Perrie held up her hand and high fived Harry. Then the battle commenced. They packed blankets and pillows around themselves. I found some duct tape in one of Harry’s kitchen drawers. I threw it at them and they secured the pillows in place. “Let’s do this.” Perrie winked at me and we hit fists. She sat in the wheelchair and I handed her weapon of choice, a broom. Zayn sat in the office chair and Louis handed him a mop.  We cleared the area and started the count down.

 “3!” I held up three fingers so that Harry could count down with us. “2!” Two fingers. “1!” I started to run, pushing Perrie at full force. Louis pushed Zayn with all his might. They collided in the middle. Perrie knocked Zayn out of his seat and she raised her arms in the air announcing her victory. Everyone was laughing again, even Liam. It was like we were all back to our old selves and I was so happy to see everyone in such a good mood. I mean, we could have lost someone when that drunk driver hit us, and thankfully, we were all here. We were all alive.