Note: He's a frat boy :)
Harry: "Haven't seen you take one sip of that," you nod towards his red cup and he shrugs. "Not much of a drinker ever since last time I ended up passed out on the front lawn of the school in only my boxers," he explains, sloshing the dark liquid around the cup. "That must've been a sight to see, you in just your boxers and all," you reply cheekily, taking a sip of your own cold beverage. "It was," he laughs, offering a dimpled grin. "I'm Harry by the way, Sociology major." You grin, introducing yourself and nodding outside. "Stuffy in here. Want to get some fresh air?"
Niall: "Shots! Shots! Shots!" Niall chants, watching his best friend Sean down another glass of the strong liquid. "Aye, Horan! See ya at practice tomorrow," Darragh gives the blonde a bro hug and Niall nods, taking a sip of his lukewarm beer. He notices you loitering in the corner, idly holding a still-full wine cooler and he decides to head over. "I'm Niall and this doesn't seem to be your scene," he grins, cocking his head to the side. "I'm (Y/N)," you reply with a shrug. "And no it's not...but it appears to be yours." He shrugs for a moment, thinking this over. "Maybe, I do like a good drink but my scene is anywhere where people are. I'm a people person," he replies, nodding towards your untouched drink. "Don't look like you're going t drink that, let's get you a soda."
Louis: "Let's make a slip-n-slide, it'd be fuckin sick," Louis decides, noticing the plastic tablecloths folded neatly in the dorm building. "That's a shit idea," you reply with a laugh, knowing that homemade slip-n-slides and drunk frat boys are a bad mix. "Innit, though?" he smirks, his breath faintly of alcohol. "But it's not a party until someone does something stupid!" he shouts, raising his drink in the air. "I'll drink to that!" his roommate Niall calls out over the music. "You'd drink to anything!" you retort, causing both boys to burst into laughter.
Zayn: "You're very quiet," you muse, boldly sauntering over to the quiet but beautiful boy on the sofa. "Not my scene," he shrugs, making room for you to sit beside him. You do. "Not mine either, I was dragged here by my friend," you admit, crossing your legs. "I'm in this fraternity cos my father is an alum," he replies, raising a brow. "But I'm just an art major and I could care less about all this." You nod and introduce yourself as the conversation effortlessly flows. "It's late, I ought to get back to my dorm...got an exam tomorrow," you sigh, glancing at your watch. "I'll walk you back," he offers, helping you off the sofa. "Not a problem."
Liam: "Never seen you around campus before," a boy with a snapback and wide grin steps beside you, leaning on the wall. "Maybe you have?" you reply, raising a brow. "Nah, I'd remember seeing someone this beautiful," he raises his drink to his lips. "That was so cheesy," you roll your eyes but can't deny he was really adorable. "I know," he sighs, biting back a smile. "I'm new at the whole frat party thing. But you really are beautiful though...."
