Ditto || l.p

Ch.6- mario kart

We pulled up to a large, white house. There were two garage doors and you could easily tell there was a second floor; way too big of a house for only two people. "Harry..you didn't actually buy this for us, did you?"

"Of course not," he chuckles, taking the keys from the ignition. "This is Liam's house."

"What? You didn't say I had to meet anyone today!" I stared at the front door, waiting for someone to walk out. I'm not sure who.

"I wanted it to be a surprise," he smiles.

"You couldn't have said something like 'Oh, by the way, you're meeting people today'? Look at my outfit!"

"I told you to get dressed but you insisted on wearing that," Harry points to my pajamas.

I threw my head back and sighed. "Can't we come back tomorrow?"

"No, Niall's here and told me I had to take you to meet him first thing. C'mon, you'll be fine." I reluctantly stepped out of the car and lazily walked up the steps.

As Harry knocked, I said, "I hate you."

"Hate you too," he smirks, nudging my side.

"Don't touch me," I mumble and pinch his arm.

"You can't tell me what to do," Harry retorts, pushing me into the side of the house.

"Just did!" I punch his arm and he brings his hand up to cover it.

"Ow, that one hurt!"

"Good," I laugh as he gave me a death glare.

I snap my head towards the door at the sound of someone clearing their throat. Stood before me was a brown-headed boy with bushy eyebrows and a cute face. I smiled.

"How much of that did you hear?" Harry asks, giving him a weak smile.

"'Ow, that one hurt!'" the boy mocks Harry.

"Shut up," Harry mumbles and walks past him without waiting to be invited in.

"Hi, you must be Ashley. I'm Liam," he holds his hand out for me to shake.

"Uh, hey," I say quietly, shaking his hand. He side-stepped to let me through and I entered his house.

A large chandelier hung above a large table that could seat about 10 people, a staircase sat to my left, and I could see part of an expensive-looking television in another room.

"-and that's Niall," I hear the end of Liam's words. I gave the boys that were sitting on this couch a small wave. I have no idea who is who, I should have been paying attention.

"Does she talk?" one asks, looking over to Harry.

"She talks, she's just a shy person," he confirms and a brunette stands up from the couch.

"We'll fix that in no time. I mean, look at Liam. He's not nearly as shy as he used to be."

"Uh, yeah.." Liam scratched the back of his neck. "I'm just gonna.." He was gone before he finished his sentence.

"Oh, c'mon Liam! Don't do this now!" Harry calls after him, but he didn't return.

"Is he okay?" I watched the doorway, waiting for him to come back but he never did.

"He's..yeah we don't know. I mean, he's always been more of a quiet person, but ever since he broke up with his girlfriend two months ago, he's been way worse," a blonde-headed boy frowns.

"But anyways, Mario Kart. You in?" a boy with way too many tattoos to count asks.

"No thanks, I don't really play-"