Chapter Three

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*Beth's POV*

I ran my fingertips along the dark streaks of the page. The corner of my lips tugged upwards. Niall had drawn a couple, but the details were exquisite.

"Niall, this is amazing. Where the hell did you learn to draw like that?" I handed him back his pad before turning my body towards him.

"I've been drawing since I was young. All it takes is some inspiration." He gave a light chuckle before putting away his art supplies.

"So, girlfriend on your mind then." My lips curl into a smirk. Of course he'd have a girlfriend. He's fucking gorgeous and on the futbol team. A girl would be crazy not to pursue him if she had a chance.

"Oh, no. No! I'm single." He chuckles nervously, hand rubbing at the nape of his neck.

My head nodded, quickly, looking away briefly then back to him. I noticed a snapback, turnt backward, had been placed on his head. For a second, my jaw locked, disabling me to form words.

Before Niall could say another thing, the bell rang. He waved goodbye before exiting the classroom. I ran my fingers through my hair, sliding my backpack onto my shoulders. Walking into the parking lot, I noticed groups sprinkled around.

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"One Caramel Frappe, please."

"Beth! Hey babe! Yeah, of course."

"Landry! You work here?", I couldn't help but laugh, "You look ridicolous in that hat!"

"I know. I absolutely hate it. Let me make your drink and I'll go on break." She fixed her apron before whispering to a guy.

"So how was your first day?" Landry asked as I settled into the barstool.

"Interesting to say at the least." She nodded her head towards me.

"None of the boys gave you trouble, right?" She rolled her eyes.

"What's so bad about them?"

"Faith and I just have history with them. They're just horrible. Players, really. Cheaters."

"Oh..." I honestly didn't know how to react to those ruthless statements.

"Actually, I heard about a party this Friday. Why don't you come? I'm sure they will be there but fuck it." She smiled before nudging me.

"I don't see why not." I answered, truthfully.

"Landry!" A male called behind us.

"Shit. Let me see your phone." I handed it to her, quickly. She tapped just about everywhere on it.

"I put Faith, Mason, and I's number in here. I'll add you in our group text tonight. I'll see you tommorow, babe! Gotta get back to work." She rolled her eyes before waving goodbye. I picked up my drink, on my way back to the flat.

*Niall's POV*

"Hey mate!" Liam came up behind me, patting my back.

"Ready for practice?"

"Hell yeah! Always am!" He smiled, jogging ahead of me.

Harry, Zayn, and Louis were already on the.field, warming up. I yelled a hello as I tied up my cleats.

"Aye lads!" I smiled as Louis passed the ball to me.

"Did you see that new girl today?" Harry cheekily said as he took the ball from me.

"Yeah, what was her name? Like B---"

"Beth." I cut Liam off, stopping in my place.

"Woah, mate." Liam stated, bumping the ball on his knees.

"Someone got the hots for Beth?" Zayn chuckled.

"I mean, she's fit. She's not the usual girl around here. I like it."

"She really is fit." Louis commented, hands up in surrender.

"Hey, you got El!" I wink before taking the ball, scoring a goal.

"Oh, lads. We have a party to attend Friday. You in?" Harry asks, getting the ball out of.the goal.

Louis, Zayn, Liam, and I nod in unison before continuing our practice.

*Beth's POV*

Mason: What? Landry. Another party?

Landry: Come or don't. Me and Beth are going. :)

Beth:Come on, Mas! A little party never killed nobody! :p

Faith: What about me? >:(

Landry: Well, are you gonna come? ;)

Faith: lol duh! I never miss a party! WOO

Beth: Yay! Mason..?

Mason:  Bloody hell. FINE. Night guys -.-

Beth: Night babes. X

And with that, I turned off my phone. Turning on the shower, I shedded off the skinny jeans and top, leaving me in a bra and panties. Steam covered the mirror, I wiped it away, staring at my reflection. I looked fresh and happy, better than I did back home. I don't think I'd ever return to the states again. Not after what happened.

I stepped into the shower, lathering my hair and body with my favorite scents. Suddenly, my thoughts are bombarded with Niall. I try to shake them off but it won't go away. I rinse off, putting on panties and an oversized sweater. I slide into the cool sheets of my bed, before drifting to sleep, Niall still overwhelming my thoughts.

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