My Crazy Mofo (A Niall Horan fan fic)

5- What was his name again?

Authors note:

A hundred and twenty reads?! you're killing me! wow. I was expecting really less reads on this crap of a story!  But this is Awesome! well, read on!

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Waking up was not one of the options in my list of options.

Unluckily, waking up was an order. And when you get an order from Louis Tomlinson, you obey that order!

One of many times that I've said "Mornings are beautiful!", I take that back! I take it all back!

Mornings are painful! And so is the ache in your neck when you wake up after sleeping with freezing cold water splashed on your face!

I wanted to be the first one in the line today. If only the others don't push me back. To my surprise, there was no need to make a line.

We were asked to partner up, making ten teams consisting of two partners. Thank God! only one partner! And then we'd follow the trainers down the hill towards the area where all the broken pieces of wood were. We weren't told why or what we were going to do.

"I'm partner-less!" Niall came to me, in hopes I'd take him as my partner. And I would've until Haley arrived.

"Now you're not!" she squeaked, placing her hand in Niall's and pulling him away, not letting him say a word.

I stood there....quietly.

"Well!" one of the trainers spoke. "We've got ten teams!"

Wait. what? but I didn't have a partner!

I walked to him and asked him for a partner. He looked around and couldn't partner me with anyone.

"We'll get you a partner when we get down hill. Don't worry" he said and marched on, while the rest of us slumped behind him.

Finally reaching an empty field, we found four more trainers. We lined up and the trainer I knew to be Frank, asked me to pair up with his son, who was another trainer. He was not that old. Must be nineteen, twenty ish.

He had a nice built and straight brown hair covering his forehead.

"Hey." he said straight forward, not looking at me but standing next to me.

"Uh....hey." I hesitated.

All through today's exercise, I found out four things. My partner's name was Liam, he had crazy obsession over music, he liked my wavy hair but didn't fancy the red color, and that he was very shy.

Now you're wondering how I know all this if he was too shy to tell. I forced it out. yes. behold my very useful power of forcing things out. but in three hours these were the only things I got out of him.

By the end of the, when we were all walking back to our tents, we were all very sweaty and dirty and in need of hot long showers.

Liam and the other trainers followed us back to the tents and from there came the next order of which I was very frightened to do.

"Now we all need to clean up." Mr. Mark said, standing next to Frank. "And if showers weren't invented, we'd go clean up in river water!"

I was already shaking my head and mouthing the word "no". But no one seemed to look expect Liam.

"So a group of three boys will go first to the river with Frank and wash up, then a group of three girls will go with Mrs. Shelby and so on." He said. "Now go before it gets darker and colder."

It was already the time after the sunsets and the birds start flying back to their homes.

I couldn't do this. Not in the river. No matter how shallow it is or how safe they can make it. I'd rather not have a shower and be a mess.

I watched as Niall, A.J, and Harry walked behind Frank, who led them to the river.

I had to think of something. And I did. But it would be really weird asking him that. But I'll try.

"Umm....Liam?" I hesitated. He looked at me, raising an eyebrow. "Is there any other way I can take a shower?"

He laughed and then realized I was serious. "umm....well...I don't know. "

"What? Where do you have your showers? I'm pretty sure not in that river!" I said.

"No, I have my showers at the trainers hub." he smiled, "But only trainers are allowed in the trainers hub!"

I gave myself a little stinging slap and thought that if I told him my fear of water he'd probably lead me to the river and push me in it.

"Are you afraid of taking your clothes of in front of the other girls?" he asked.

I was shocked. But I took this as a great reason to mask my actual reason.

"Yes....yes I am" I spoke.

"Well then, I can't help you!" he spoke. I gave myself another mental face palm. "I mean, if you were afraid of water or something, then I could've taken you to the trainers hub!"

WHAT?!?!?

"I am! I'm afraid of water! I can't swim in it or have showers in a friggin river!" I was almost about to blow up.

He laughed and said,  "Oh, sure you are! You're just saying that so I can take to the hub."

"No! I'm not! I'm serious!" I was at the verge of crying now.

"Okay! Stop. I'll take you! But promise me that you do have a fear of water?" he said.

"I promise!" I choked out.

He then silently led me inside the dark trees and on and on until I saw a little light in the distance. We walked towards it to find a hut.

What the heck! We're supposed to sleep on the ground and they can have a freaking hut?

We walked inside. No one was there. I had brought my bag of clothes and everything and Liam led me to the bathroom and told me he'd be outside the hub.

I walked into the shower, locking the door.

Thank you Lord! and thank you Liam!

I got out of the shower and changed. Walking outside the hub, I found a lazy Liam, lying on the floor, eyes closed and humming a tune. I listened to it closely and recognized it as a song my dad loved to hear.

I started humming along with him and he opened his eyes to see. It was quite dark now and we agreed to back to the tents before anyone wonders where I am.

We entered the tent area, laughing and that's when I saw a worried Niall, walking towards me. Liam said bye from there and disappeared into the forest.

I walked towards Niall and said hi. The only thing he said back were these three words:

your dad called.