Crooked Hearts

17. Fairytales

We're finished with the first leg of our tour now. South America was amazing, but now it's time to head back home to the UK. I for one am super grateful to be getting some time off, because I'm knackered as hell. We have a week off then we head to Ireland for the second leg of our tour. We're playing in places like Wembley Stadium, and Croke Park now...... just thinking about that shit makes me so proud of myself.

Niall is like a happy starfish. He's super excited to play in his home country, he's done his country proud, and I'm proud of that golden starfish boy. Also, FIFA starts in a few, so that's pretty exciting.

"Croke Park, Harry!" Niall shouts with glee, "Holy shit, this is huge."

I nod in agreement, a grin plastered to my face, "It is."

"Holy shit, my entire family is gonna be there, just adds to the nerves man." Niall fidgets on the couch, hardly containing his excitement. I try not to roll my eyes, that's probably the fifth time this day he's mentioned that.

Also, the 5 Seconds of Summer lads will be joining us, and Niall's also really excited for that. He's excited for everything, that cheeky little Irish chipmunk. Did I just call Niall an Irish chipmunk? What the hell. But honestly, it seems to be an accurate description of him, since he's so fidgety, and cute, and he just wants to run around and collect acorns and annoy other people.

Niall's practically bouncing right now, it's getting out of hand.

"Mate, I think you should switch to decaf," I say with a smirk.

Niall's about to say something, when Josh barges in with a huge grin on his face. "Lads!" he calls out, "FIFA!"

Niall laughs and shouts "FIFA, FIFA, FIFA!"

Louis and Liam come running in wearing football jerseys and snapbacks, "Let's go England!" Louis shouts.

"Yes!!" Liam shouts, pumping his fist in the air, "Let's go England boys!"

Niall rolls his eyes and jumps up, "BRAZIL MOTHERFUCKERS! LET'S GO BRAZIL!"

Louis glares at Niall and throws a handful of peanuts at him, "OH FUCK BRAZIL, YOU UNPATRIOTIC BASTARD!"

Niall sticks his tongue out at Louis, throwing a handful of peanuts back at him, "I'm not even from England, you smartass."

Louis rolls his eyes, "But you're from the British Isles aren't you? The British Isles include: England, Ireland, Scotland, and Wales. So your precious Ireland is part of it."

"Don't talk to me about geography!" Niall groans, "It's bloody confusing."

Louis laughs and I smirk at him, "Though you were so clever thinking that one up, eh mate?"

Louis takes my black fedora and ruffles my curls underneath, "Cleverer than you are, Styles."

"Hardly." I scoff.

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"Thought you were so clever thinking that one up, eh?" I smirk at Aria, referring to our physics exam in which she gave two possible answers to a question and got an A plus and extra credit.

Aria glares at me, "Jealous?"

I shrug, I got a B minus.

Aria laughs and ruffles my hair. "Give it up Styles, I'm cleverer than you!"

"You always were cleverer than every student in the entire school." I smile.

Aria smirks, "Well I'm not that smart really, everyone in this school is just too stupid."