The Football Game

Hold on..

My phone goes off. I run to it, Zayn's calling

Louis speeds to me and picks me up.

"Let go Louis!!"

He throws me onto the couch

My phone vibrates on the counter

text from zayn-olivia, are you okay? why wont you answer me? im coming over.

Louis lays beside me.

"Your so Beautiful Olivia.." He runs his cold hand thru my blonde hair.

"Olivia?" Zayn knocks on the door

"Zayn?"

"Let me in"

"Louis hide!!"

Louis gets up and hides in the closet

I get up and open the door

"Hey Zayn"

He speed walks in and looks around

"Someone's here, i know it"

"Zayn nobody's here.."

"Who's is that backpack?"

"That's mine Zayn.."

"For Fuck's sake Olivia! I know someone's here!"

He goes down the hall and searchs in every room.

"Louis come out! You have to leave!"

I grab his backpack, shove it to him. He pulls me to him, Lips an inch apart

"He's here?" Zayn walks in

"Yeah..What do you have against him?"

"Look at him he's such a ner-"

"He's not a nerd! Hes a great guy! Your just saying that cause the footballers dont like him"

Zayn sits down and tucks his face in his hands

"Louis i think you should get going"

I take him to the door

"I'll call you later"

Louis leaves.

"Finnaly All alone" Zayn says.

"He's not the only one thats leaving"

"Really? Your kicking me out?"

"Yeah.."

He gets up, I slam the door.

"I should take a shower and call Liam.."

hey olivia

Hey Liam..

you allright?

Im fine..

Come on Olivia

Okay.. Zayn's starting to be too overprotective over me

Because he likes you

No Really? Obviously! Like Louis came over-

Woah What? Louis? The weird kid that sits by you?

He's not weird! Yeah he came over then Zayn barged him and yelled at Louis just cause we were hanging out and stuff..

I start crying

Olivia.. Dont cry..

I just.. i hate how Zayn's overprotective like im his girlfriend.. But im not! I dont like Zayn!

Olivia, I know you dont. Look how about this, I will stick around you when Zayn's there.. I will be your backup

Thanks Liam.. Well im getting in the shower I'll call you later thanks for the advice

No problem babe,

Liam's like my big brother protecting his little sister whenever shes in trouble.

I finish showering, I grab my ipod and connect it to my Boombox, turning on White Walls by Macklemore.

I grab my hairdryer from the drawer and turn it on, drying my long blonde hair

"C-A-D-I-L-L-A-C Bitch" I sing along.

I get in Bed and text Liam all night long.