Pre-school & Hickeys

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Harry |

"It's this one!" I try to talk some sense into Niall who keeps insisting that D was the answer when it was actually C.

"No, it's not!" He argues back, and I groan.

   We had woken up this morning to Jonah and Aiden again, and then we went off to breakfast, hurrying off to our lectures after we were done. Now, there are no more lectures, but Niall and I are arguing over a worksheet the teacher gave us.

"Who's the geek here?" I ask, raising an eyebrow, and Niall groans.

"Fine. Let's just go with D." He mutters, and I nod my head,

"Thank you."

   We mark down the answer on both our sheets, and we move on to the next question. Niall's about to read it, but my laptop interrupts us.

"Skype call!" Niall jumps to answer it, simply to get away, and I follow.

"Oh, it's Jo!" I smile and answer the call.

   Niall and I eye each other when the screen comes up. It's obviously my living room, but no one's there. All of a sudden a body bounces up on the sofa.

"Hi Haz!" My sister beams.

"Hey, Jo!"I beam back, but then an extra body pops up, an another, and another and another. "Jo, sweetie, who are you with?"

"It's just the boys." She answers, and they plop down next to her.

"HOLY FUCK, IS THAT NIALL?!" She squeaks, coming close to the camera, making Niall bounce back. "He is hot!"

   The boys laugh, and I groan because, come on! That girl has absolutely no filter!

"Yeah, hi. Hottie's confused," Niall states, and raises his hand. I look at him. "Who's 'the boys'?" He puts air-quotes around the words 'the boys'.

"Oh, this is Ashton," Jonah points at the first boy and he waves, "Mark," She points at the one after Aiden and he bounces up and down, "And Josh." She points to the last boy. "We've been friends since." Jonah stops, obviously calculating it.

"Pre-school!" Ashton yells and Jonah high-fives him,

"Yes, that!"

   I smile as Niall laughs at her, and she pokes her tongue out at him. She goes back to sit between Aiden and Mark.

"Okay, so I have a question!" Niall beams and they all lean in. "Who's the weirdest?" 

   Immediately Jonah's hand goes up, and the boys all point at her. She pokes her tongue out and crosses her eyes for a moment.

"I am!" She bounces up and down for a bit until Aiden grabs her head, and holds her down.

"Jo, how much sugar did you have?" I ask calmly and she shrugs.

"I don't know. Everything just turned blurry after the seventh cupcake." She gives me a cheeky smile, and my eyebrow goes up.

"Aiden, why didn't you stop her?" I ask, looking at him.

    I wait for Aiden's answer but Ashton answers for him,

"Have you tried to come between her and a cupcake? I almost lost an arm last time I did!"

   Niall suddenly doubles over in laughter and falls off his chair, literally rolling around on the floor laughing his bum off. My eyes go wide, and I resist the urge to laugh at him. I lean down to help him up, and he calms down enough to sit back on his chair, but he's still giggling.

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