When Brianna's mother dies recently, she moves in with her stepbrother, Harry, after finding out her stepfather doesn't want her staying with him anymore.
"Likey?" I ask Harry as I step out of my room with my new tennis uniform on. He gulped at the sight, and I chuckled at his reaction.
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(It's the white skirt, blue shirt, and white throw over)
"It's nice I guess, but do they really let you wear this? It's very...revealing." He tells me, and I frown. "No it's not, it's decent enough. I'm sure Zayn will like it." I shrug, and pull out my phone and I swear I hear him mumble something.
"Well, I'm going off to practice. I'll see you later, alligator." I wink at Harry, pressing a button to open the elevator door.
"After a while crocodile." He replies, and I walk into the elevator car and step inside as I watch the doors close in front of me.
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"Fuck, I'm exhausted." I say as I hit off my last ball. I jog over to the bleachers and take a seat on the warm metal seats, a sweating and panting mess.
I take a swig out of my water bottle and gulp down the cool sensation, sighing in satisfaction of the taste.
"That water good ain't it?" Liam says as he takes a seat beside me, wiping the sweat from his forehead with the hem of his shirt and giving me a nice view of his rock hard abs.
"Shut up. Anyways, coach making y'all run today?" I ask, taking another swig of water.
"Hell yeah! Jackson's dumbass was late to practice and so the whole team had to run suicides, outside, in the heat, and then run up and down the bleachers." He complains, grabbing the water bottle from my hand and taking a few gulps for himself. "I'm gonna beat his ass. I told him to be on time for the rest of the reason."
"Hey, don't hurt him, he probably had a good reason to be late." I shrug, trying to spare Jackson's precious little life.
Jackson is the most sweetest kid other than Niall, like he's just to perfect. He's such a sweetheart, and like a really good friend. We've gotten close ever since I made the tennis team and he's pretty chill. He knows how to dress, judging by his outfits when we hangout and go to parties together. He also is a beast at sports: I mean dudebuddy plays Basketball, Baseball, Soccer, Tennis, and he runs track. He doesn't play football because the coach told him that he plays too many sports already, and if he wanted to do that then he need to drop one. I think he's the best at Basketball, but then again, he's a freaking Beast any kind of sport.
"Yeah, he better. Anyways, what's up with you and Zayn? Y'all still together?" He asks, and I sigh. "Oh shit, that's not a good sign if you sign."
"No, no, we're good, I mean I guess we're good. But I can't help but think that I'm a distraction for him and I'm just annoying him. He's got a company to run, and I feel like I'm in the way, like he'd be better off without me." I admit.
Me and Zayn are okay, it's not like we're tumbling down into the abyss of depression of being together. It's just that, if I'm being honest with myself, I'm finding myself getting quite bored with him. I know it's wrong to say, and I care for Zayn a whole lot, but he's just more mature and he works all the time. We barely have any alone time as it is, and whenever he's at home, he's either falling asleep on me or he's getting another phone call to come back to work. It's just exhausting being with him now, I don't have a rush with like I did with, dare I say it, Harry. But I wasn't lying about being a distraction to him, because I really do feel as if he needs to be in his own for a while instead of hanging around me on his free time. I guess he needs a vacation.
"Oh...Well just give him some space. Zayn is known to be closed off and mysterious most of the time, and I know that he's opened up to you a lot so he might just want a break from being so..." he starts waving his hands in the as if trying to find the word.
"Open?" I question, and he snaps his fingers at the word.
"Yeah, open. Anyways, like I said, just give the lad some space and he'll be alright. I know that you two care for each other a lot, but you guys just need a breather. I mean you're both young, and just live a little instead of being tied down. He's got a company to run, and you've got a year of academics to accomplish. You've both got goals to be met, and you just need to let loose, yeah?" He says, and I blink before I nod. "Alright, now are you finished with practice now because the boys and I are going to Smacker's for a bit to hang out and I thought you'd want to join?" He asks, and I think about it. I mean, I have nothing to do honestly, so I guess I can pop up at the froyo place and hang.
"Alright, I'm in." I tell him, a smile marked on my face and he smiles back at me, rising from where he was previously sitting on the bleachers.
"Okay, well we'll meet you in the parking lot in, let's say, twenty minutes so that we can all hit the showers. I'll see you then." He winks, and I wave at him as he descends the steps.
Just as he's walking down, Georgie walks up and hugs him hello on the way up, parting ways as she nears me and then takes a seat beside me. "Hey bitch, finished with practice?"
"Yeah hoe, just gotta hit the showers right quick. What you been up to?" I ask, unbuttoning a few buttons on my shirt to relieve some of the pressure. These shirts are really tight.
"Eh, just finished a cheer meet. Speaking of the devil, we've decided that you are officially on the team now. I mean you've got the build, the energy, and the face, so you're awesome. And plus we've seen you practice at tennis and know that you can run and skip and jump high so that's good." She explains to me, and I beam up at her.
"Oh shit, thanks GG. Hey, you free right now because the boys said they're going to Smackers after showering." I tell her, and she nods.
"Aight, well I'll see ya there. I gotta go wash this sweat show off me." I chuckle, and she waves at me.
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A/N
My bad for keeping y'all waiting so long. My dumbass obviously can't count because two chapters ago I said that I was gonna give you guys three chapters to read while I'm out on my cruise and I only uploaded two.
So my bad.
Anyways, did y'all see my nig Harry in that jumpsuit?! He almost killed me with them balls though. I was rolllllllin on the floor.
But you know the drill.
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