Summer Break (One Direction AU) Fanfiction

Chapter 2 ~ Anticipation for the Boys

Niall's POV

"Oh my god! I can't believe I didn't win that!" exclaimed Niall after the final whistle blew on his and Liam's game on FIFA.

"In your face," said Liam.

Niall, Liam, Harry, Zayn and Louis were all in Niall's bedroom, hanging out and playing on the Playstation 3.

Harry was sat on the back of Niall's bed texting, Zayn was watching on from the computer desk while Niall, Louis and Liam exchanged turns on FIFA, sitting on the edge of the bed, on the floor and on a beanbag.

They came round after a game of rugby at school left them tired yet still buzzing from the thrill of a match.

Harry and Zayn didn't really enjoy playing sports as much, but their favourite thing was to hang out with their best friends.

The five of them were each very different. They met in primary school, when Niall was still brown-haired and Louis had clear skin.

Now, Niall had a mop of lilac hair, something he did to express himself and to feel better about his appearance. He thought he suited it, and was often told that he did, too. He'd been doing this for a few months. It started with just experimenting with shades of blond, but then he was inspired to do something more radical and outgoing.

Lilac was a colour very popular on the internet, and although it was deemed a girly colour, he had always loved the way it looked on guys so one day he plucked up the courage to buy the dye and go for it. Ever since, he'd never gone back.

Louis, on the other hand, was a punk. He had many small tattoos and lots of facial piercings. Although he was not actually allowed to have a tattoo until he was 18, he fooled the parlour with a fake ID and a mature manner. Anyways, he was 17 - hardly much of a difference.

He always was a bit of a rebel.

Perhaps the 'leader' of this group was Liam. Liam was arguably the most popular guy in the whole Dilborough area. Everybody knew him and he knew everybody; there not a girl who hadn't lusted for him and not a man who hadn't wanted to be him. He was part of the school fraternity and was considered a badass due to his muscles, popularity and no-fucks-given attitude. He played many sports and was captain of most school teams. Academics didn't bother him, but sex, drugs and alcohol did.

Zayn was the opposite. Zayn wore thick 'geek' glasses and cared greatly for art and grades. He was a quiet and reserved person before the boys got to know him, but then he came out of his shell and is as hyper active as the rest of them. However, instead of being interested in parties and girls, he focused more on the serious part of life. He studied hard, but whenever he was sick of revising, he turned to art. Drawing and painting was his life - he had many notebooks filled with sketches and doodles, some abstract and some serious, some completely original and some traces. He was a creative, compulsive person and that was how his personality fit into such a colourful group of boys.

The youngest is Harry. He got alot of stick from some people in school due to the flower crowns he wore each day. These were inspired by pictures on the internet and ever since he bought his first one, it's been an obsession. He adored the way he looked in them and he felt as if it expressed his cheerful, happy and bright attitude which it did perfectly. The girls swooned over him as he was considered very cute. Behind the flowers, he was a normal boy who laughed alot and loved everything the rest of the boys did; he just had a strange way of expressing his other side.

They were inseparable best friends, and Niall was always laughing whenever he was around them. They went to college in Dilborough, a town near the coast.

It was nearly the end of the summer term, which meant whole six weeks of doing nothing for the boys. Well, going out alot and hanging out, but near enough nothing. The single thought was bliss for Niall.

"Give me a turn, Niall, I'll thrash him for ya," said Louis.

"Bring it on, Tommo," said Liam, Tommo being Louis' nickname and Payno being Liam's.

"You're going down,"

Due to them both being very explicit and tough, Liam and Louis sometimes clashed. Small arguments and bickering was all it escalated to so far, and the boys dreaded the day if it were to ever get worse. They were both a little short-tempered, and had previously been in fights.

For now though, they were fine.

"It's the last day of college tomorrow, lads," said Harry.

"Yess, absolutely buzzing," said Liam, focused on the game of football.

"We still gonna go down to Postlerigg to see Brock and them lot from footy?" asked Louis.

"Yeah we are. I don't really wanna stay here very much," piped up Zayn.

"Why not, Zaynie lad?" asked Louis.

"It's boring mate, plus there's a really cool beach down there,"

Whilst at his after school football practise, Louis had met two boys named Brock and Theo who played on the team for the year below. They got on pretty well and agreed to meet up for a few days in the holidays in their hometown of Postlerigg. Louis told the rest of the boys and they said that they'd go too, just to see what they're like and maybe make some new friends.

"I agree," said Louis. "There's some cool people down there as well apparently, Brock and Theo have got girlfriends who go out there alot,"

"Oooh yay, let's all make new friends," mocked Liam in a sarcastic tone.

"Shut up Payno, just cause you haven't gotten a girl for the last year of your life," spat Louis.

"Fucking hell," muttered Zayn quietly.

"Last week mate, me and Simone in the back alley, she fucking loved it,"

"More like you loved it and she was suffocating,"

"Shut up you two," said Harry. "Let's just have a good time these holidays,"

"Yeah let's get drunk! Every night boys," exclaimed Niall.

They all agreed, looking forward to a crazy few weeks...