*back to Ayla's POV*
The week went buy very slowly. Weeks had always gone by slowly but this week had gone by agonizingly slow. I didn't get to see Niall much that week, only at lunch, he always had football practice then a lot of homework and whenever he was able to actually hang out I would just blow him off and tell him I was too tired to hang out. For some reason I was just very out of it. I didn't feel normal. I didn't talk to many people, I would sit with Niall at lunch but I wouldn't talk much; I just zoned out most of the time. I was basically brain dead the whole week.
I had totally forgot to talk to Louis about Friday, going to the football game and hanging out with Harry, Niall, and I after. I forgot until lunchtime on Friday, Harry came over to the table I was sitting at and sat next to me. He had excitement in his facial expression and you could see it fill his eyes. "Did you talk to Louis?" He half-whispered. I widened my eyes and quickly swallowed what I had in my mouth, "Holy shit, no I didn't, oh my god." I hit my face thinking, stupid stupid stupid. The excitement died in Harry's facial expression. I grabbed his shoulders, "No, no, Harry. You're not going to get all upset, Louis will be coming to the football game tonight if it's the last thing I do." He half smiled, his face starting to fill with some emotion, I couldn't quite tell. "Where's Louis right now?" I questioned Harry. He pointed to the table he was sitting at, with Liam and Zayn.
As I walked toward their table I noticed when I got within twenty feet Liam started staring at me. He didn't take his eyes off me until I got to the table, where I stood in front of him. I had talked to Liam a few times, he was a really cool person and a nice guy, but I didn't know why he was staring. I looked down to check if my boobs had fallen out or if there was a mark on my clothes, but I saw nothing. Louis and Zayn turned around right as I approached them. Louis smiled, "Ayla, sit down love." I heard Zayn make a side comment as I sat down, "Don't tell me you have a crush on her too, mate." I just stared at Zayn then made a face thinking, what the hell, he mimicked me, a common sibling attribute. I turned so I was looking at Louis. He just sat their smiling and it was kind of contagious. I didn't know how someone could always be so happy, whenever I was around him he never failed to bring a smile to my face. He was so lighthearted and easy to be around. I smiled back, looked over at Harry then remembered why I came over in the first place. "So, Louis, listen. Harry likes you, right?" His eyes widened but I didn't pay much attention and just continued, "I told him I would get you to come to the football game tonight and watch him play then ask you to come out with Niall, him, and I after." He just sat there with his mouth open a litte, eyes wide, eyebrows up, frozen. It took him a few seconds to respond. He blinked his eyes a few times, shook his head a little and moved the hair out of his face with his, what I was just now noticing, small hands. "So can you please come? Harry would really appreciate it." I asked making sure I sounded polite. I put my hands on his legs, right above his knees on his thighs. I wondered why he was still just sitting in shock, was he gonna come or not? I wanted to go back and finish my food. Then it hit me, you told him Harry liked him. I don't know if I could widen my eyes any more than I was right then. "Oh. My. Fuck." I put my hands on Louis' cheeks and he just looked at me, confused, with these puppy dog eyes. "Louis, listen, you weren't supposed to know that, oh shit, can you please forget I said that? Please, please, please, please? Please just forget it and come to the game with me tonight." He sat for a few seconds then suddenly his whole face lit up and he smiled. You could feel the happy radiate off him, "He likes me. Oh my, wow, okay. Yeah, yeah, I'll definitely come tonight, thanks for the invite." I let out a huge sigh of relief, "Great! Thank god! I'll pick you up around 6? Is that okay? Okay, yay. I'm so happy you're coming Louis." I left an ecstatic Louis to tell Harry the news.
"He's coming!" I exclaimed to Harry as I sat back in my seat. His eyes widened then he slowly broke out into a smile, his dimples showed. He wrapped his arms around me for a hug, he whispered sounding in relief, "Thank you." I saw Louis wave excitingly at Harry and Harry did a little wave back. And i'll be damned, Harry blushed.
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أدب الهواةAyla Malik tells her story of her junior year at Turner High School with her brother Zayn, best friend Harry, and boyfriend Niall.