Chapter Status: Edited
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{ Blue's POV }
"Haha! Oh my lord, you are a funny boy," Hannah giggles, talking to Niall.
Everyone in the world must by asking right now- how in the world did Hannah get Niall Horan from One Direction to speak to her?
Uh, probably her insane beauty and her perfect body.
Yeah, I've got none of that but I've got some serious abilities to make a guy go hard under me.
If you know what I mean.
"Hannah, let's go!" I snapped, frowning.
"Oh, come on Blue, you owe me for leaving me confused," She points out.
Niall glances at me and then at her. We were at the back of the arena, only a few feet away from the vending machine I fell next to.
"Ah, you're the girl that almost got stepped on!" He smiled. I smirked.
"Awwh, he remembered me," I spoke sarcastically, crossing my arms over my chest.
"Is she always sarcastic?" Niall asked while raising an eyebrow.
"The girl's got some hormones kicking in." Hannah agreed, me huffing.
"Well yeah turns out Harry knows her and she hasn't even broke it down to me!"
"You know Harry?" Niall points, me sighing.
"Not in a good way,"
"Well, no girl knows him in a 'good way',"
I chuckled lightly at that. Well that was surely true.
"Hey, we're going out for some dinner. You two girls might want to come?''
I shook my head. "Um, I'll pass."
"Blue!" Hannah whaled. "This is Niall from One Direction for fucks sake!"
"I don't care! I never wanted to even come in the first place!" I angrily yelled.
"Okay, Harry's definitely done something to you, and you seem important to him," Hannah says while flailing her arms up in the air.
"Oh wow you sound smart," There goes my sarcasm.
"Let's go have some dinner, yeah?" Niall insists, me gasping at the next attempts.
Hannah and Niall carry me, although mostly Niall.
Screaming, I squirmed around.
This seriously can't be happening... I can't have dinner. Not with him.
* ONE HOUR LATER *
Quite grumpy, I angrily chewed my food, glaring at Hannah and then catching Harry smirking at me. The least I wanted to see was his face.
"So, Blue. Tell us about yourself," Liam smiled politely as I gulped.
"Er, I'm actually studying at UCLA right now. Um... I study law, and medical,"
"Wow, that's awesome! Harry was gonna go to college, but then he got through X-Factor, and became a band with us lads," Louis nods.
Confusion hit me. Harry? Wanting to go to college? That made no sense to me.
"Oh really? And what courses were you taking?" I rose an eyebrow at him, as he cleared his throat.
"Well, I was gonna study law and sociology,"
I'm even more surprised we wanted to take one of the same things.
"Interesting," I muttered, eating the rest of the food on my plate.
"Blue, could I talk to you alone?" Harry's determined voice startled me, as I glanced at him.
There was a tensed silence before I spoke up.
"Yeah." I nod once, getting out of my seat and following him.
What the hell was I doing?
"It's really fucking nice to see you again," He breathed out, as he fidgeted.
Was he really nervous? What the... okay, no more cursing.
I sighed. "Thanks," I whispered, pursing my lips.
"But I really meant it. If you need me, you can always call me," Harry spoke slowly, me catching on to what he was trying to say.
"I have a boyfriend," I groaned. "I can't do that stuff anymore,"
"How long have you been dating him?"
"Do you actually care?" I rose an eyebrow.
"No, but I'm trying to make a point here."
"Okay, well we've been dating for... four months now.''
"Okay cool, have you hit the bed with him?"
"Uh... I-,"
"That's a no obviously. What I'm saying, is that if you do need some sex, I'm open for the deal. You aren't really cheating on him, if it's only for your own pleasure,"
"So, you're saying..." My voice trailed. "We can still do this deal?"
"Did I stutter?"
I chuckled, smirking. "No. No you didn't,"
"Well then. Deal's on. Me and the boys are staying here in LA for about two months for album stuff, a few shows, and some award shows so, I'm here for quite a bit."
I nodded. "Good. Remember, we cannot tell anyone about this,"
"I know. Nothing has fucking changed anyway," He whispered, pulling me towards him as his body was against mine. I could feel his breathing.
"Yeah, you haven't changed." I muttered.
"So is there a schedule, or-," Harry began to ask.
"Yeah, you come over to my dorm room on Fridays and Saturdays, while I come to your tour bus on Wednesdays and Mondays," I replied.
"What, really?"
"Dammit Harry, I was kidding."
"For a second you sounded pretty serious," He smirked. "But yeah, I'm alright with that. Just call me or text me,"
"Got it,"
What the hell was I getting
myself in to?
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