I Want Him to be My Boyfriend(Zarry&Nouis)

Chapter Three

(NIALL'S POV)

I walked into the dorm room to see Harry, Zayn, Liam, and Louis sitting in a circle with a few books in the center of the circle. As soon as Louis saw me he jumped up and rushed over. "Niall! Where were you? We've been waiting ages!"

"Lou..." I said. "It's only five after."

"Oh..." He mumbled. "Well... At least you're back."

"We've picked a book and now we're gonna go out to eat," I heard Liam say. 

"Okay. I'm starving anyway. Is there a Nandos nearby?" I asked, feeling my stomach growling.

"Yeah. It's nearby," Louis said with a grin. "Do you like it there?"

"Like it? I love it! Let's go!" I exclaimed happily. Everyone gave a cheer and they all stood up. Zayn took Harry's hand in his, smiling like a dork. I raised an eyebrow at them but then brushed it off. Maybe they were a couple or maybe they were just friends who liked holding hands. I gave a small shrug and Louis led us out. 

When we got to Nandos, I slid into a booth quickly, the other four boys crowding around me. Louis and Liam were on either side of me and Zayn and Harry were across from us. They were obviously holding hands beneath the table but no one said a word about it. I picked up one of the menus that sat on the table and flipped through it lazily. I'd been to the restauraunt so many times I had just come accoustumed to ordering the same thing over and over. I also didn't like sharing my food, even if I did order a lot of it. I hoped the boys were going to be alright with that.

Everyone ordered their food, I recieved an odd look from Liam when I had ordered so much. "I eat. A lot," I gave him a small shrug and leaned back against the cushy back of the booth. I chewed on my lip as I looked between the other four lads. I wondered what they thought of me. What if they all secretly hated me? That would be absolutely horrible. My roommates hating me... I feel like if they did that would constantly get me locked out of the room and have me sleeping on the hard floor in the halls. I really hoped they didn't. 

"So Niall, tell us a bit about yourself?" Harry asked, his bright green eyes staring at me intensely. I leaned forward, my elbows resting against the table. I had to think about the answer to this question a bit. There wasn't much to tell that was interesting, or at least much that I felt was interesting.

"Well I've got an older brother, my mum and dad sent me here because they felt my friends back home were bad influences on me, I play the guitar, I don't like my crooked teeth so I've got braces, and I've been dying my hair for a really long time now," I said, counting off the facts on my fingers. I looked around at the other boys, hoping one of them would respond sooner rather than later. I didn't really like all their attention on me. 

"You play the guitar?" Louis piped up with a small smile. "That's really cool. Do you sing as well?" He asked, I just replied with a bit of a nod. For the rest of the time while we waited for our food to come we swapped facts about each other. I learned that Louis was a great futbal player, Liam was horribly afraid of spoons, Harry's guilty pleasure was back massages, and Zayn loved to draw. Those were the things that really stuck, there was obviously more of course. When our food came I let out a little cheer and went straight to eating. Once we were done Liam was just staring at me like I had eaten an entire horse or something.

"I told you, Liam," I said, trying to hold back a laugh. "I eat. A lot." After we had paid the bill we started back to the school's campus. Harry and Zayn fell behind Liam, Louis, and myself, talking in hushed tones, stealing quick kisses, giggling, and holding hands. "What book did you guys choose for our project by the way? You never told me."

"We chose The Fault in Our Stars by John Green," Louis said, nodding a bit as he spoke. I had heard of that one before. It had a bright blue cover with a black cloud and a white cloud. It was a book about two teens, about our age, who had cancer. It was supposed to be super sad but also really good. 

"The cancer one?" I asked anyway, just to be completely sure.

"Yeah," Liam responded this time, "the cancer one."

"Alright. Well... Whatever we end up doing for it, hopefully it'll be something good," I said, a small smile pulling at my lips. At that moment I felt my phone buzz in my pocket. I pulled it out quickly and saw that it was a text from the girl I had met earlier today. Valerie. 

From: Val

Hey, Niall the Leprechaun! How are you? xx

I'm not going to lie, I smiled a bit more when I saw the 'xx'. I quickly started typing a reply, completely ignoring Liam and Louis when they both asked who I was texting.  

To: Val

Hi Val. I'm good. Just got back from Nandos with some of the lads I go to school with. So full. 

I pressed send as we walked back into the dorm building. I shoved my phone back in my pocket, watching as Harry and Zayn said their good-bye's with more hushed whispers and a long and loving kiss. Liam said good-bye to Louis, Harry, and myself before him and Harry heading back to their dorm. I followed Louis and Zayn to ours, falling down on my bed gratefully. It seemed a lot warmer and fluffier than it had earlier but that may have been my sleepy mind. It had only been a single day at this school and a lot had happened. Before going to bed I texted Valerie a bit more. She was a really sweet girl, I liked her. I just wasn't sure if I would like her. Plus, there was Louis to think about.

I tossed off the clothes I had worn around the school that day and pulled on some comfy pajama pants and a shirt. I then flopped back onto my bed and burrowed into my covers, wrapping myself up like a burrito. "G'night, Louis. G'night, Zayn," I called out. I only recieved a grunt as a reply from Zayn.

"Good night, Niall! Sleep well!" I heard Louis call out from his bed, I could hear his smile on his voice. I smiled as well, drifting to sleep with that ridiculous smile on my lips.

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WOW SO I KNOW THIS IS WAAAYYYY OVERDUE BUT I WAS SO CAUGHT UP IN SOPHMORE YEAR I AM SO FUCKING SORRY. Please don't hate me. Please. Please. Pllllleeeeeeaaaasssseeee? Okay but yeah since I'm taking creative writing this year and have excuses for the laptop I should be updating and trying to finish way fucking faster than like yeah. Sorry omg so so sooo sorry please don't hate me. Best wishes (???) -Zoe