I turn around to see a group of guys. I swear to god I just heard 'Can we play around?' but the I remembered that we're in a theme park and he obviously said round. It's probably 6pm now and It's starting the get a bit dark.
''Er, yeah... sure' I bend down and hand him a few balls. I ignore the silly laughs from two of his friends when I was on my knees ''Here you go''
''Thanks'' the boy smirks at me. I'm so socially awkward it's painful, I try my best not to be though. Lilah, stop being silly and just smile back.
''Let me show you how it works before you play'' I work my way round the counter and the guys give me space to throw. ''You have three tries to get one of the balls in there'' I point to the hole ''If you win you get a prize of course. The prize depends on how many balls you get in'' I toss the ball and thank god its in. It would have been so embarrassing if I missed. ''Easy right?'' I move out of the way so he can take my position.
''Go on Zayn!'' one of his friends cheers him on. So his name is Zayn...
He gets into the throwing position and seems to focus on the height and how he's going to do it. He throws the first but it doesn't go in. He bites his lower lip in concentration for the second one. Again, he misses.
''Come on Zayn you pussy!'' his friend says again.
''Niall can you shut up'' he seems almost frustrated, its amusing considering its all over a little game. He throws the third ball and this time the ball does go in. I'm impressed, I never thought I could get it in with no weight. I clap my hands lightly.
''Well done Zayn'' I smile and work my way back round. ''What prize do you want?'' I gesture behind me.
''Can I have that hammer please?'' he's actually very attractive, it's cute. I turn around and reach up for the hammer thats hung up real high. For god sake who even organised this? I nearly reach on my tip toes and I hear a few muffled laughs behind me. Finally, I pull it down. There should really be a step in here or a little stick thing to get it.
''Theeere we go'' I hand him his prize. My hands reach up to quickly fix my pony tail. His friends are now a several meters away.
''Thanks.You know, you're kinda cute'' he says
''Oh I-'' I rub the back of my neck. I'm flattered but I can't stop grinning like an idiot. ''See you around...''
''Lilah'' I reply sheepishly.
''Lilah, see you round'' he gives a small wave and walks back to his friends who are now even further away. Did that just happen? Does that mean he comes here often if he'll 'see me around'? I hope so.
''Ain't that cute'' a voice appears from no where and I jump.
''Jesus Harry. What are you doing here?''
''Hmmm, I don't know. Perhaps I work here'' he sarcastically remarks ''So, Zayn's your boyfriend then?''
''What? No. I don't even know him, he just played a game. Wait, do you know him?'' I raise an eyebrow at him.
''Yeah he was my boyfriend'' my eyes widen. Harry laughs.''Haha don't be a div. I'm not even gay, I just know him'' he obviously found my reaction amusing.
''Well anyway, why do you care?'' I sit on the chair in the corner. Harry leans his hand on the counter.
''I don't, I was just asking. Zayn quite smart''
''What do you even mean?''
''He just knows how to get his way'' Why is he telling me this. I was just doing my job.
''Oh, and?''
''And nothing, just making conversation. You should learn to be a bit sociable'' he scoffs. Theres an awkward silence. About a minute later Harry breaks it.
''No but seriously, are you really 18?'' he asks and sits on the counter facing me.
''Yes I am, why is that so hard to believe?''
''I just, I don't know... you just look younger... innocent, I don't know. Maybe even a bit bratty'' I shake my head, not even looking at him. I'm not going to waste my time arguing with someone who can't even keep up a decent conversation with me without throwing something in my face.
''How old are you then? Because by speaking to you, you seem about 12'' I snap back.
''I'm 19 nearly 20 actually, so'' he narrows his eyes at me. Theres a couple approaching the stall and Harry turns around when he sees me notice them, and gets down from wheres he's sitting.
''Hey there you alright? Up for a little game?'' He shakes their hands and explains the game. He seems like a completely different person. Why does he seem like a genuine nice guy for a moment? Why can't he always be like this? This boy is a puzzle to solve.
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Good Intentions - Harry Styles Fanfic
Fanfiction*** A.N: Okay so, I wrote this story when I was very young, and now, over 3 years later, I realise that the story is definitely not as good as I thought it was (in fact it's pretty bad). Why do I say this? Because if any of you read this and think "...
