the science project || l.h.

[seven] - [those are my crisps]

"He's using me for song lyrics, Lil!" I exclaim. She laughs.

"I thought he was just using you for good grades," she kids. That was my theory a few days ago...

"No, Lil, this is serious. This is the second time this has happened!" I say. She sighs.

"Alright, fine. What y'got?" She asks, giving in. I smile brightly. 

"So, were you there when Luke was running around asking for my number?" I ask. She gives me a look. "Yes, do you not remember how shocked I was?" She giggles. I smile. "Oh, yeah.. Anyway, so he originally asked first, and I didn't want to give it to him. So, I told him I had no phone."

"Smooth, Olivia," she laughs. I whine. "I know, it was stupid, but listen."

"So, later, I think it was... Wednesday? Probably. Anyway, when I went over, they were writing stuff for songs. And they were throwing out things. And Luke said, 'asked for your number, said you don't have a phone'. Is this not something?! Tell me it isn't something." I say. Lil shrugs.

"Yeah, no, it's something," she says, slightly unenthusiastic. I sigh dramatically. "Stay with me, Lil."

"I am, I am," she says. I keep going.

"Then, yesterday, after we finished our stuff for the project, his brothers went swimming. And so he went with-"

"This is a gross question, but does he have, like, muscles?" She interrupts. I tilt my head a little. "Well.. He has arm muscles.. He has abs too. Like whoa. Weird. Anyway, Lil, he pushed me into the pool, and I had my clothes on, he's such a dick, anyway, when he pushed me in, he was like, 'well you have to swim or you'll drown', or something like that. Because I said I didn't want to swim." I say, stopping to catch my breath. Lil is surprisingly still listening.

"And then, his mom went to get me a towel and was like, 'don't move, honey, I'll be right back', and then-"

"My God, Olivia, get to the point," Lil groans. I hush her. "I am,"

"So when I went upstairs to pack my stuff, his notebook on his bed was open and it said, like, 'if you don't swim, you'll drown, but don't move, honey'. What even?!" I ask. She shrugs, picking at her food. I haven't touched mine all lunch period, and it's probably cold.

"Maybe he just thinks what he says to you is good material," she suggests. I stab at my peaches. "Or maybe he's using me for song lyrics,"

Lil sighs. "Olivia, you need to get over it. So what if he is?" She asks. I look around, sipping my tea. "Then he'll write a song about you,"

I spit my tea all over the table next to us. Luckily, no one is there. But now everyone is looking at me. I turn red and look down.

"He will not write a song about me. Hell no." I say, quieter. She laughs a little.

"Yeah, good luck with him, Livi,"

~~~ 

*Luke's POV* 

"And she cussed at me. She like, literally said 'fuck' twice." I say. The boys snicker.

It's Friday, we had band practice. Olivia is over, and so are the guys. But Olivia went somewhere, probably to talk to her best friend, my mum, and so I had to tell them what happened yesterday.

"You didn't know she cussed?" Ashton asks, chuckling. "Yeah, dude, she cusses about you all the time," Michael says. I blink. 

"What does she say?" I ask. They look at each other. "Well, she likes to call you a twat," Calum starts.

"Blonde bitch,"

"Dick,"

"Lil calls you a dickhead,"

"I've heard fucktard once,"

"Okay, okay, I get it, thanks," I interrupt, offended. "How the hell do you know all this?"

They look at Ashton, who turns red. "Uh, her friend.. Lil..." He says. I raise an eyebrow. "Why was that such a big deal?" I ask. They nudge him, causing him to get all whiny.

"I.. Kinda like her.. I mean.. y'know.." He says awkwardly. I frown. "Why don't I know this??"

"He thought you'd get mad because she's best friends with Olivia." Calum says. "Oh." I say.

"Well, are you mad?" Michael asks. I blink. "Uh, no.. I mean, no... It's who you like..." I say. They give me looks.

"Just as long as it doesn't make Olivia hang around us even more," I sigh. Ashton nods. "No, it won't. I doubt it will." He says.

"Lil hates you though," he adds. I groan. "Of course she does.."

"Anyway, back to the story," Michael chuckles. I sit up. "Okay, yes, so anyway,"

"She got really pissed and cussed at me, which was, like... Ew, I hate saying this, but, it was.. Pretty hot. Like really hot." I say. Their eyes widen.

"B-But, not like she was hot, because I hate her, but like the way she got angry..." I try to explain. Nothing sounds right.

"The way who got angry?" 

I jump like three inches out of my bean bag chair. Chuckles come from the guys.

Olivia stands at the bottom of the stairs, a glass of lemonade and a bag of sea salt kettle crisps in her hands. She gives me a weird look.

"Uh, Mr. Matthews," I say quickly. She looks up and blinks. "You said she..."

"Nevermind that." I say, pushing it off. She takes a breath and sits down on the floor by her laptop. 

"Those are my crisps." I pout. She looks up and takes a bite of one. "Too bad. Your mom gave me some." She says, her mouth full. I note the way she says 'mom'.

"Why don't Americans say 'mum'?" Michael asks. Olivia shrugs, continuing to eat my crisps.

"Why do Europeans and Australians say 'crisps'?" She asks. We all scoff at that. 

"What do Americans call them?" Calum asks. She takes a sip of her lemonade. "Chips."

"But chips are-"

"Fries. Yeah, I know." She says, interrupting Ashton.

"Americans are weird..." He says. We all agree and she glares at us before getting back to her laptop.

We get back to working on writing. We all have things jotted down, and we exchange them with each other.

"I like this," Cal says to me, pointing to what I put down. I smile timidly. "Thanks."

'If you don't swim, you'll drown, but don't move, honey' 

~~~

 A/N:

Hiiii x

So the lyrics are all starting to unfold...

I'm really excited to get to embed the rest in the story ^~^

I hope you all liked this as, it's a liiittle bland but I had a little catching up to do amoung the characters (:

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Love you all soooo much, thank you for 200 votes (in total I mean lmao) :o

-allie xx