Shortie (Nathan Young x OC) ON HOLD

Chapter 1

(Noah's POV)

"Okay so, you got a new recruit." The black haired girl called as she walked into the changing room, me following behind her slowly. I stood next to her and crossed my arms around my chest and looked at the ceiling until the group in front of me got over fussing about me.

"So you mean to tell me, we have to add a new one to the gang?" Some dude called. I looked down from the ceiling and glared at him. "Yeah, that's exactly what's she sayin' ya dumbfuck." I walked over the locker number the girl told me earlier. A few of them chuckled. I opened the locker and took out the orange jumpsuit. I slipped off my shirt and pants and put on the jumpsuit. I turned around and looked at the group staring at me with shocked looks on their faces. "What? Never seen a person change clothing before?" I asked smirking and walked out of the changing room. "What a twat, am I right or right?" I heard the Irish accent say. "Don't be rude Nathan!" I heard a girl exclaim and then an ow come from the boy. I guess he doesn't like me that much huh.

"What're we doin' today ma'am?" I asked leaning against the wall once everyone finally piled out of the dressing room. "You are going to help me with the old folk today. Come along with me." I followed behind the group as the tall Irish guy, I think his name was Nathan, goofed around with the girl with slicked back hair in a ponytail. "Go find something to help them with." The women said. I saluted her and went off to the table that had snacks and drinks. I took a packet of peanuts and a cup of tea and stood there watching everyone else dance or talk with each other.

"Hey. I'm Kelly." The girl with a ponytail said coming up to me with her hand out. I smiled slightly taking her hand. "Noah." The goof came up to us and smiled. "So you getting shagged tonight huh?" He asked leaning on my shoulder. I slapped his arm off and snarled at him. "Why? You wanna shag me," I asked smirking. He stuttered slightly, "H-huh? What gives you any idea that I...I would want to shag you!" He yelled. I chuckled and continued eating my peanuts. We stared at each other in the eye for what seemed like hours until he finally huffed and stormed away.

"So... Ya' gay?" Kelly asked striking up a conversation. I smiled and nodded. "Yep. Ya' straight?" She giggled and nodded her head. "Yep." We talked for a little while until a small old lady started coming up to us. "W-Would you like to d-dance sir?" She asked smiling up at me. I nodded. "Sure, what can I lose? See ya Kel!" I called over my shoulder and went out onto the dance floor with the women.

"What's your name?" I asked her smiling. "Gladise."

"Ah, nice name. Mines Noah." She smiled and we danced until the song ended. "Ill see ya around aight Gladise?" I said and she nodded. I walked over to a seating area and took my peanuts out of my pocket. "Ah good old, old peoples home," I mumbled to myself and took out my phone. I went to my contacts and looked for the name Mikey. He was my brother, he's all the way in Los Angeles right now. I pressed the call button and put the phone up to my ear.

"Who ya calling, shortie?" I heard the Irish accent ask than sit down next to me. "Brother." I replied, "no need to get feisty here little guy." He put his arm around my shoulder. "Tell him I said hi." He said getting close to my ear. I nodded my head. "Alright, now move away." I shoved him slightly with my elbow.

"Hey, little bro. Hows the probation life?" Mikey asked. I could just hear his smile through his voice. I smiled wide and laid back on the couch. "It's fine. Some annoying Irish kid wanted me to tell you he said hi." I chuckled hearing Nathams gasp. "Do you like this annoying Irish boy?" He teased. I gasped dramatically. "How could anyone ever like that dumbfu- hey give me back my phone you dimwit!" I yelled as I tried to grab my phone from his hand.

"Ya hello? I'm Nathan Young how are ya doin' on this fine day, sir?" He jumped over the side of the couch and started speed running away down the hall. "Oh ya, it's pretty sunny here. Where are ya right now? Los Angeles, how nice!"

"Give me my phone you twatwaffle!" I yelled and ran up, jumping on his back. "Hey get off me you phsyco!" He yelled and grabbed my legs trying to pry me off him. "Give me my phone and then I will," I shouted. We spun around in circles and there was laughter at the end of the hallway. I finally grabbed his hair and pulled him backward. "HOLY SHIT!" I yelled preparing to hit the ground. Surprisingly I did but it didn't hurt as bad as I thought it would. I opened my eyes slightly and looked into the green eyes that belonged to Nathan. "Thanks, you little twat." I chuckled and flicked his curls out of his face. He panted slightly and smiled at me.

"No problem, shortie."