"Haha, I win!" I cheered, pumping my arms up in the air.
"Yeah, you won because you got a head start." Louis grumbled.
"It's okay, maybe you get it next time." I said, smugly.
"Yeah, yeah."
"So, what do you wanna do?" I asked him.
"Well, I don't know you properly so......Tell me about yourself." He said putting his hands on his lap.
"Well there's nothing interesting about me."
"Nonsense! Can't say there's nothing." My lips were in a straight line, until I spoke,
"Ok fine. Well, I'm Harry Edward Styles. I'm nineteen years old and my birthday's on February first and I'm gay." He smiled at me and I couldn't help but smile back.
"So, Hazzy-"
"Don't call me that."
"Anyways, Hazzy, what play icebreaker?"
"Um-sure, I guess."
"Favourite colour?"
"Blue. Yours?"
"Green, 'cause it's there colour of your eyes."
"Don't flirty with me, Tomlinson."
"Sorry, sorry. Your turn to think of a question."
This guy was really getting to me now. Not just his appearance but his personality as well. He's kind , funny, caring, sweet, confiden-
"Oi! Hazzy. Have you thought of a question yet?" I snapped out of my day-dream and looked at him.
"Yeah." I replied.
"Then ask away." He grinned.
"Have you had your first kiss yet?"
Everything was silent for a moment until he spoke up.
"Yeah, I have. But I didn't actually like it. I didn't feel the after effect. I thought you'd be all excited and happy but apparently, not me. What about you?"
"I haven't." He gapped at me.
"What?" I spoke.
"N-nothing." I blinked at him a few times. I wish I could read his mind.
"Well, we should probably get back. Your Mum did tell us to get back before seven, right?" He asked, standing up from the bench.
"Right." I answered.
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Teen FictionTwins, love and differences.... -Eleanor is a bit of a bitch in this story and if you don't like the fact that it is then exit this and I'm sorry. Oh and if you're homophobic, I suggest you not read this and fuck you if you are!
