Harry brought me to niall's party. And yes, all of a sudden he is fine and all.
The humid air, the loud music, the sweaty body, the smell of alcohol.
Oh my god, are they making out, grinding and stuff like that.
Ew.
"Do whatever you want to cause I'm getting laid tonight, sister." Harry said grabbing a drink from someone I done know.
"What?!?! Then why did you bring me here then?" Before I could finish he went away, waving me bye.
I was left all by myself. So I somehow found the backyard. Thank God.
The cool breeze of London midnight was what that soothed me.
"Hi." I saw Louis coming my way.
"Hello." I said getting nervous by his presence.
He came and stood next to me, watching the crowd inside from outside through the glass slide.
"You know, Niall really fancies you." He said. I looked at him like hes joking or something.
I mean, out of all the girls in the school, he likes me? Niall Horan, if I'm not wrong for the last name, the most popular guy in the school, for whom girls are ready to do anything, fancies me? Ridiculous joke.
He looked at me for the confirmation in his words. Then we both looked away.
Really? Then we he always be this arrogant. He needs to stop being a hawk and look at me like I'm his prey.
"You dont realize it now, but you will." Louis added.
I sighed and thought about that blond guy that is likable to me, but I dont want to get involved with him.
He is just not for me.
Or I am not for him.
