I Dare You

Sixteen

"Ask her anyways."

"Are you retarded?"

"Little bit."

Harry sighed as he ran a hand through his hair. He had just told Niall about Novelly's prom date, and Niall was dumb enough to suggest that Harry ask her anyways.

"Gem said it was her cousin... but I don't know. He doesn't even go to our school."

"She doesn't even go here!" Niall said. Harry rolled his eyes.

"Now isn't the time for mean girl referances." He said.

"Sorry."

They were silent until Niall spoke.

"Do you want me to ask her about it?" Niall asked as he stuffed some more chips into his mouth, clicking the start button on his video game.

"No... That'd be awkward."

"No? Actually, unlike you, I have a pair of balls, and I can ask girls simple questions about their cousin."

"Then you ask her to prom."

"I would, but shes not my type."

"Is any girl your type?" Harry asked.

"Heather Anderson. She's really fucking hot."

"She's like 7!"

"Freshman, Harry!" Niall groaned.

"You're a junior."

"Fresh meat." Niall said as he licked his lips. Harry rolled his eyes and watched as Niall asasinated zombies on the screen in front of him.

"Anyways, back to Novelly-"

"Bro. All we ever do is talk about Novelly anymore."

"Because this is a real problem."

"Then fix it."

"I'm not Bob the builder, Niall." Harry said sarcastically.

"That's for damn sure. Bob the Builder got all the bitches." Niall scoffed.

"Fuck you, too." Harry groaned. Niall laughed, pausing the game to stuff some more chips in his mouth.

"But seriously, I'll ask her for you."

"You would?" Harry asked.

"Of course. Here, give me my phone. I'll do it right now." Niall said, pointing to his phone in the corner where it was charging. Harry reached for it, handing Niall the device and waiting for the moment of truth.

"I'm positive it wont be her cousin." Harry said.

"Why?'

"Because he goes to a different school and she's never brought him up... I don't know, maybe Gem just said that to make me feel better."

"Harry."

"What?"

"Shut the fuck up. I'm asking her right now." Niall said. Harry sighed and waited impatiently, twiddling with his thumbs and even biting his nails while waiting.

"Did she answer?" Harry asked.

"Bro, I haven't even sent the text yet."

"Send it!"

"Hold on! Jesus Christ, I'm going I'm going." Niall said.

"There, I sent it."

"What did you say?" Harry asked Niall.