Again, Not Edited, But It Will Be x
The flight wasn't that bad to be honest. Sure I had a little moment with my broth- Gregg, at the airport, but I quickly got over that bullshit. After two long hours of checkin out the ladies who ask if I needed anything, yelling at a stupid kid to shut the fuck up, and eating all the food I could eat, I felt pretty good.
When the airplane landed, I got off as quickly as possible.
As I walked to the side walk, I saw the four idiots I use to sing with. "Niall, pleasure to see you again." Liam smiled, about to give me a hug. I pushed him away. "Yeah, I don't do all the hugging bullshit. Remember that." Zayn flashed me a smile as he opened the car door for me. They all jump in after me, Zayn on my left and Liam on my right, Liam still retaining his smile.
''So... look who came back.'' A fimilair, deep, raspy, british voice said. ''Im honestly surprised. All his other friend that he could run to... yet he chose us.'' Another voice said. ''Oh shut up you two. I was pretty much forced to come back here with you four idiots. So dont get to excited.'' Harry smirked as he starts the car. ''And trust me, you guys would never be people id depend on. Especially if it means all of you 'watching' me, telling me what to do, correcting me when I happen to fuck up. Not what Id like to be around.'' Louis looks at me with a disapointed face. I ignore it and just start out of the front window. I knew I wouldnt have to talk to fag number one nor fag number two if I looked out the front window, but if I bothered looking out eaither Zayn's or Liam's, they'd wanna start a whole fucking conversation. Something I really dont want to do right now.
When we finally pull up to...one of their flats, I think Harrys, I got out right when Liam did.
Liam is the only one who seems to... 'leave me be'. If you know what I mean. If im in a pissy mood, he'll back off. If I dont wanna talk to anyone, he seems to find away to... comfot me. Not in that gay way like hugging me and perswading me to tell him what's wrong, but... he'd bring me...food. Thet one thing that calms me down...somtimes.
Harry poped the truck of his car as Liam makes an attempt to grabe my bags.
''I got it.'' I tell him, retreving two of the four I had brought.
''No, please Niall. I got them.'' He smiled.
''Liam,'' I turned him to face me. ''When I say 'I got them', that dosent mean you try to take them anyway. Get the fuck away from my bags Liam... I got them.'' I forcfully grab my own bags from his grip while forcing a fake smile on my face. He smiles back and responds with, ''Alrighty''. As he walks in front of me, the the boys huddle up around him and start to talk and laugh, while I walk behind them all, just listening out for my name.
''So, Liam. How are you and Dainelle?'' Harry smiles. God I fucking hate when he smiles. ''Pretty well. I brought her flowers before we left and Im seeing her later tonight. She wanted to talk about something.'' He smiles. Zayn raps his arm around Liam and asks, ''Did you tell the boys about the surprise your going to give her?'' A surprise? Wait, why the fuck am I wondering why? I dont even know who this... Danielle bitch is.
''Ohh, Liam, spill it!'' Louis smiles at him. What a fag. He just bumped himself up to being fag number one now.
''I was going to perpose to her.''
They all jumped up and down as Liam started laughing, putting the key inside the door at the same time.
We walked in, me still behind all the boys. ''Liam! You cheeky bastard!'' Harry patted him on the back as they all departed from eachother. ''Thanks mate. Im massively excited! '' Liam said, stopping in his tracks. He looks at me then smiled. ''So, Niall, Your room is down the hall on your right. Next to Zayn's.'' He points down the hallway with three doors. One in the middle, left and right. ''Alright. Thanks.'' I walked over to my room and open the door. ''Your welcome.'' He responded. ''Dont mention it... seriously.'' I close the door and start to look around.
