Vice-Verse (A Harry Styles Fan-Fiction)

Seven

School starts in a few days, and untill then I have Soccer Tryouts. After school starts I will Have multiple hours of homework and soccer everyday. I Hope to write as much as possible because of how much I enjoy it.

I orrigionaly had 8 pages written, but decided this was a short, but good ending point for this chapter. Relax and Enjoy. Xx

“Clubs. Yes, there is the one on Carlyle and 1st, Envy.”

My brain was in hyper drive, Capitan Kirk. Thinking back to conversations that Upperclassmen had had about a club they had sneaked into and how 'Dope' it was, I suggested the only one I knew to be good enough to take Harry and his friends to. I ,of course, had never been to one. Don't get me wrong. I will be the first girl to hop that fence or dive into the freezing lake ,naked of clothes, but I was only 15 for goodness sakes! And that just was not my type of thing.

Envy was a night entertainment spot that had people lining up outside. The only way I would have verified it was decent ,other than from the sleazy teen boys ,is that it is on my way to Hagandas, my late night weekend treat. It is always impossible to find a parking spot with all the people wanting to get in,parking their overpriced BMW's along the busy street.

Then their was the underlying factor of my age. These boys may be adults and ready to party, but I was no where near the appropriate age to get into the types of places they were wanting to do these actions in. I absolutely did not want to be a grandmother, but I was worrying about when they asked for my ID and what was going to play out then.

“Would you mind driving? I don't know really know where that is, May.”

Shoot.

Driving.

Another age restricted thing I couldn't do.

I looked over at Harry, a deer in the headlights look expressed on my face yet again while around him.

“How about I assist you. It is better if you drive since you will be spending 2 weeks here anyways.”

Nice save, I thought to myself after flawlessly avoiding the 15 years old card for hopefully not the last time tonight.

He agreed with my words, adding something about how I was entirely correct, and obied by my directions.

While Harry was driving with the directions from me every once and a while, I listened to the other boys conversations to get to know them, so when it came time for myself to converse with them it would go much smoother and less awkward and choppy.

“Louis, get your butt out of my face.”

“Just cause you say it with an Irish accent doesn't make me want to do it anymore.”

“Really Niall? We are in a confined space! Now is not the time to toot!”

“Liam, play tennis with me!”

“No, Zayn. Your hands are massive.”

“Niall, get your head back in the car. Honestly.”

“Foooooor Spaaaaartaaaa!”

“Niall, Have you ever stuck your arm straight out the window and see who could do it for the longest?” I finally chime in, finding somewhere to join their banter.

“No, But I bet I can beat you!” He challenged me, tucking his head back into the stuffed SUV.

“I could whoop the both of you.” Zayn retorted from the very back.

“Too bad you don't have a window.” Liam said back at him, lightly cranking his head. “Alright, I will be the judge. On my mark, you must fully extend your arm out the window without resting it. Ready?” A quick pause allowed me to roll down my window automatically with the little black button.

“Begin!”

I extended my arm all the way out, seeming as though I was reaching for the light posts on the near side of the overpass.

We continued like this for 15 minutes with the occasional reminder to Niall from Liam that it was cheating to bend your elbow.

This boy thought that it would be no sweat to beat me. He had the testosterone, after all. But one thing he did not factor in to the equation was my conditioned arms needed to distribute during a match in soccer after have the ball flung at my body trying to penetrate the goal.

I executed this task flawlessly. As easy an Niall predicted it to be for him, it was for me.

We continued driving, feeling the mild air breeze against my arm I allow it to go limp. With this action it grows a mind of its own, floating up and down willy-nilly with out any of my control. I liked studying this, It reminds me that sometimes you just have to sit back and watch things happen, allowing the universe to take over.