Hey guys! THANK YOU sooo much for getting me to 300 reads! It's acutally more than 300, but not by much. Still! This means a lot to me! (: So I promised a chapter, right? CHAPTER IT SHALL BE! Okay so remember when I said I would have a song for each chapter? The song for this chapter will be All Around The World- Justin Bieber! I heard this the other day, and without realizing it was totally jamming out and acting like a freak! :3 Haha it's in the sidebar so go listen and join in my craziness!
Anyways, I have also decided to dedicate this chapter to Heyitslaur , because she has been reading my story since the first chapter and comments some really great things! Thanks babe! <3 She even wrote her own story, so go check it out too? Kay? Alright well that's about it! Enjoy this chapter my lovelies!
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Chapter 4, The Fight
I shivered as the coldness of the table seeped through my skin. At the moment, I was the only one sitting down at the table, and instead of ordering food, I was instead drawing circles onto the table with my finger. I could hear Niall's voice whining, and I automatically knew Paul wasn't allowing him to get more than one entree. "Sometimes I feel VERY mistreated..." Niall sighed out, plopping himself down onto the seat beside me. I relaxed, feeling much better know that I knew Louis wouldn't get the seat beside me. It was extremely rude not to want to sit beside my best friend, but at the moment, I really need my distance from him.
"Niall....You already have a full meal, not to mention added on side's, and even a dessert!" I explained, chuckling at his defensive expression. The Irish boy rolled his eyes, placing his elbows on the table, and rested his head in his open palms.
"So." Niall replied, clearly not wanting to argue about his eating problem. Management was always pushing diets onto the poor boy, but Niall rarely went through them all he way. An forcing someone to eat vegetable's all the damn time was just ridiculous! Whenever he was on one of their 'diets' I had always been the one to save him and sneak him something sweet. I sighed to myself, returning my odd habit of drawing circles on the table.
"How come you never odered?" Niall suddenly asked, his eyebrow raised in question. I shrugged to him, flipping my head so my curls moved out of my eye sight.
"I wasn't very hungry..." I lied smoothly, giving him a slight smile. Niall just nodded in understanding. before letting it fall silent once more. Neither of us spoke until Liam pulled back the chair across from me and sat himself down. "Hello Nialler!" The boy said in a chirpy voice, purposely not saying my name. He must still be mad about me shoving him into the wall. During the car ride to Nando's, he had been spitting mean words into my face, but immediately apologized, hugging me, and then went into some sort of 'Ignore Harry mood'. Liam was truly weird when it came to his feelings...
I faked a hurt expression, my finger ceasing its circles, and my eyes lightly looking into Liam's face. At first, Liam pretended not to care, but a I continued to play hurt, he gave in and gently took my hand that had been on the table. "I meant to say hi to you too Harry!" Liam quickly shot out, his eyes pleading for forgiveness. I dropped my act, and smirked, standing up from my spot and patting Liam on the shoulder. "S'ok mate , I wasn't buying your mad act anyways." I told him, receiving his 'die' look again. "Li-Li, stop giving me that look!" I whined, pouting my lower lip. He just shoved his shoulder out of my grasp and turned to face a very amused Niall. The blonde was leaning his back in laughter apparently over his food fit.
I chuckled at Liam before turning on my feet and walking towards Paul who was standing with an annoyed Zayn, and a very excited looking Louis. "Whats wrong with him?" I asked Paul, nodding my head in Zayn's direction. Paul was about to expain when Zayn cut him off. "Paul won't let me get the waitresses number!" Zayn snapped, picking up the glass some girl had handed him. She smiled sweetly at them, nervously glancing at Zayn as he winked his right eye. "Thanks babe." Zayn said to her, his voice like butter. She blushed a mad red, and giggled. Paul cleared his throat making Zayn huff, and shove past them, ramming his shoulder into Pauls shoulder. I bit my lip, watching Zayn grumble under his breath the entire way to our table.
