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#32: Your Sister Sets You Up and You Hate Him, But Fall for Him Eventually

#32: Your Sister Sets You Up and You Hate Him, But Fall for Him Eventually - princessveil

 Liam: He just wasn’t my type, there honestly wasn’t anything wrong with him, but we were just two opposite people. But here I am, on a date with him because my stubborn sister does not understand the word ‘no’. “So what made you decide to join the X-Factor?” You ask Liam, trying to burn off some of the awkward. “Well, my family and I just thought I had a really great voice, and that it could take me places, which it has.” He says, with a smile sipping his water. “Oh, nice.” You reply, picking at your food. “Are you alright? You’ve been a bit quiet tonight” he asks, looking into your eyes. That’s when it happened, his eyes were gorgeous; and so was he. You never knew you could develop feelings for someone that quick. “Umm, yeah! This is fun, I just never really know how to start a conversation” you giggle. “That’s alright, I usually don’t either.” He says, giving you a warm smile. And that’s how the night carried on, smiles and giggles, and at the end you both exchanged numbers.

Harry: I cannot believe my sister decided to set me up with this, this douchebag! “Harry you’re really getting on my nerves” you say, slapping his arm. He had made another joke about what you were wearing, again. “Oh [Y/N], you are so stuck up, why did your sister decide to make me take you to a carnival that you were not even going to appreciate.” He says, glaring at you. “I have no idea. Why don’t you take me home so you don’t have to be around someone that doesn’t appreciate anything.” You say, harshly. You were tired of people saying you never appreciated anything. You did, it was just not very easy for you to show emotion, and honestly Harry was the last person you wanted to be with right now. “Okay, I will.” He says, turning around from where you two were walking and storming to his car. You sigh and quickly follow. When you get to your house you turn to say goodbye but your lips meet his, and you don’t even bother moving. Was it a start of a relationship?

Louis: “You suck, I don’t even know why I agreed to come here with you” You told him, he had just spit the water in his drink at you as a little ‘game’. “Oh c’mon [Y/N], it was just a joke” he says, playfully punching your shoulder. “Look, Louis. It’s obvious that you are not my type, and I am not yours, so why don’t you save us both your time and take me back to my sisters.” You state, rolling your eyes at the last part. “I don’t have a type” he says, smirking. Ugh, can he get anymore annoying?! The night seemed to drag on, and like that too. Him making annoying jokes and you wanted to stab your fork into your eye. When your food finally came you took one look at it and looked disgusted. You had asked for no onions because you’re so allergic to them and there they are. “Gross” you mumble. Louis looks up from his food, “ahhh,” he says, picking up your place and walking into the kitchen area. You got so nervous, you had no idea what he was doing. “AND WE NEVER WANT TO SEE YOU IN THIS RESTAURANT AGAIN” the manager and a few other people carrying Louis out say. You just sit there giggling but realise that he was supposed to say for this so you just take a few more sips of your soda and go. “What was that?” You ask him, seeing he was waiting for you at the door where he had been dropped off at. “I told them how allergic you were to onions and they better fix it without a fee and hey didn’t take it too well” he says, laughing. “Oh wow Lou. Well thank you” you say, hugging him. Hey, maybe he wasn’t too bad after all.

Niall: “haha woah that’s a good one” Niall says in the movies. He would not shut his mouth, every little thing in this movie needed a comment from him. “Niall, PLEASE stop talking.” You say, poking his cheek. “C’mon [Y/N] have a little fun” he says, putting his arm around you. You felt so uncomfortable with his arm like that, you weren’t looking for a relationship at the moment but your sisters wedding was coming up and she thought it would be the cutest thing if she say you there with Niall. This movie would have been fun if he wouldn’t talk through the whole thing. “Y’know. I need to go use the bathroom.” You say, shaking his arm off of you and standing up. You grabbed your purse and started walking out of the movie room and down the hall to the bathrooms. When you got in there, there were a whole bunch of girls in there. “Hey, aren’t you here on a date with Niall Horan?” One asked you. Oh, right. Silly fangirls. “Uhh.. No, I’m not” you lie, not wanting to have to deal with Niall’s silly comments AND the fans. “I could’ve sworn you were” she says “Brooke, she’s lying to cover his ass, let’s just go find him” Another girl says. “I hope you and Niall don’t date. We directioners don’t like liars.” She says. “Look, I don’t want any trouble. Ok? I just need to use the bathroom” you say, frustratedly. When you walk out of the bathroom the girls follow you, until you get back to the movie room. “I swear he’s not in here. You’re just waiting your time” you say, hoping they’d go away but they don’t. “Alright then, suit yourself” you say, swinging the door open and walking into the dark room. When you get back to your seat you see Niall really ISN’T there, and then your phone vibrates. “Went to the car, saw the fans and didn’t wanna have to deal with them so come t the car” -From Niall Horan. Thank gosh, you really didn’t want to deal with the either. “Sorry about them, I hope they didn’t ruin our date” he says, blushing. Date? He thought this was a date? “Oh, they didn’t. Thank you” you say, buckling your seat belt. Few weeks later you and Niall finally clicked and ended up going to the wedding together.

Zayn: “What do you mean you want me to go on a date with him?” You ask your sister frustratedly. “Just do it, [Y/N], he’s a really great guy” your sister says. “Fine” you say, ending the 15 minute bickering with her. The date was at the pool, honestly it was the last place you wanted to be. You were ready for the day to be over so you can just lay in bed. “Nice weather, huh?” Zayn says, dripping water onto your tanning body. You push your sunglasses down your nose and look up at him, his tall figure blocking the sun from your eyes. He looked like an angel. “Yeah, I guess so” you say, sliding the glasses back up. “The ice cream truck comes here around midday. Would you want some?” He asks. “Sure, why not.” You say, sitting up to turn onto your back. But before you could Zayn scooped you up and threw you into the pool. The cool water hit your body, but it felt pretty good considering the fact you had laid in the sun for a while. “Zayn!” You shout when your head pops out from the water. You looked up at him, laughing. “Ah, that was good, haha!” He says, still laughing very hard. “Yeah yeah very funny.” You say, getting out of the water. “How about that ice cream?” You ask, drying yourself off. “Sounds good” he says. You both walk down to the ice cream vendor hand in hand. Maybe this was the start of something.