Okay here you go here's chapta 3 haha. I'm going to make this as long as possible :D
And I am soooooo sorry this took so long. I had a very shitty week and tried but it just wasnt happening.
Also this is dedicated to Caitlyn because shes my best friend and help me with my writers block
I begged him to stay in our dorm. I don't want to go to the party but Harry does. Isn't he an amazing best mate? So here I am walking off campus in some outfit Harry deemed as 'hot'. Zayn had texted me the address and it was literally a five minute walk from campus.
Hey on my way :) - Niall xx
Hurry up I need your sexy ass here ;) - Zayn xx
You're strange - Niall xx
yeah I know but seriously hurry up and get here - Zayn xx
fine fine - Niall xx
It's still weird actually texting Zayn. I mean I've wanted this to happen since I saw him for the first time last year, but now it is actually happening and I don't know how to react. Like I actually have Zayn fricking Malik's number saved in my phone. I honestly don't know if this is good or bad. He seems to really like me but I know it's not the same way I like him. He's very cheeky and doesn't understand what it does to me. I have this huge crush on him and he just makes it worse. But what does it matter, he's straight.
I walk up to Devin's house, suddenly conscious of everything wrong with me. My hair is flat, my shirt has wrinkles, how am I supposed to impress Zayn like this. Oh wait, I can't, he isn't gay.
Devin's parents have a large house. There was a large set of stone steps that led to the front door and stone lions on each side. Talk about cliche. It was beautiful though. Harry and I walk up cautiously and knock. I don't know why I knocked, there was already loud music playing and no one would hear. Just as I reach for the door knob to just go in the door swings open. There stands Devin, her long brown hair wild from partying, her dark eyes wide with surprise. She stood there for a moment then suddenly she jumped in to my arms.
"Oh my God you are actually here." she cheered as she left my arms and jumped into Harry's.
"Um... Yeah Zayn invited us. If that's okay?" I answer.
"Of course it's okay. I've always wanted you to come to one of my parties but my parents said no. Good thing they don't know about this one right." Wow even people outside of school hate me. "I mean I don't know people at school who wanted you to come but I did and Zayn." She linked our arms and dragged us in. "He's always interested in you two but never had the courage to do anything about it. I always thought you guys were secret party animals. I guess we get to find out tonight." She grabbed us drinks and herded us towards a small group of people including none other than Zayn Malik.
"Hey you made it. I thought you got attacked or something." Zayn said as he nudged me in the ribcage.
"Yeah I just texted you that I was on my way. No need to worry pretty boy, I can get to a party without your constant worrying." I said pushing his shoulder. " I mean you'd think you had a crush on me the way you are acting." I notice a slight tint of red on his tan cheeks but then he puts his arms around my shoulders.
"Sorry Horan, don't get your hopes up. I'm pretty picky." I force a laugh because it still hurts to hear him admit it. "Anyways Niall, Harry this is Liam and Louis. Why don't you guys get to know each other while I run to the loo." And with that he was gone. I can honestly say I have never been in a more awkward situation. We all just stood there looking at each other.
"Well... This is awkward." Louis said as if reading my mind.
"Yeah. You think?" Harry agreed. We all burst out laughing.
"So why don't people like you? You don't seem that bad?" Liam asked as he pressed his drink to his lips.
"Nobody really tries, they just assume we're freaks." I answer him. "And honestly we don't really try to prove them wrong."
"Yeah, we're lucky Zayn invited us because we wouldn't have tried to come at all." Harry added.
"Well we're the lucky ones." Harry's cheeks turned pink as the words escaped Louis lips. He had been looking right into Harry's green eyes. This should be fun.
"Oi careful there Tomlinson." I poked his arm. "Making googly eyes at my best friend while you have a girlfriend." Both of them turned beet red.
"Actually I don't have a girlfriend anymore."
"Oh... Um sorry mate." Well now I have bright red cheeks.
"It's alright she was a beard anyways."