I grumbled to myself as I retrieved my phone and went to my locker. I headed out to the flagpole where Liam was waiting for me, and as we began the walk back to my house I told him everything that had happened.
Liam kept squealing like a little girl, and I couldn’t help but laugh. Sometimes he acts so gay. I finished telling him what had happened, just as we were passing Harry’s house. Liam saw where we were and slung an arm around my shoulder, drawing me close. He pulled me into a hug, wrapping his arms around me tightly, and just standing like that on the side of the road.
I laughed, “Liam, what are you doing?” He pushed my face back into his shoulder, and whispered in my ear.
“I’m just helping you out, Ni. Judging by what you told me, Harry Styles is jealous.” I giggled again.
“Jealous? Of me?” He shook his head and began rubbing my back.
“Not of you. Of me. Because he thinks that I have you. And he wants you. He’s jealous because he thinks you’re mine. And we’re going to let him think just that. It’ll drive him crazy, Ni.” I sighed into his shoulder, pulling back a bit so I could see his face.
“I don’t think that’ll work, Li. Why would he want me? He was just being polite. He doesn’t even notice me.” Liam placed his forehead against mine and spoke very softly, his warm breath hitting my face.
“Trust me, Niall. It’ll work perfectly. He notices you. I know of several guys and lots of girls at school that “notice” you. You’re hot, Ni. You’ve got a killer smile and an even better bum. He’s noticed you, I can almost guarantee it.” I shrugged. Well, it’s worth a shot. What have I got to lose? I do have a nice bum. I smiled, and Liam smiled right back at me, knowing what my decision was going to be.
“Ok, Li,” I grinned, “let’s do it. How do we start?” He looked slightly to the side, noting that Harry’s car was in the driveway, and that Harry could be seen through the large front window. He grinned again, forehead back against mine.
“We start, Niall dearest, like this,” and with that he moved one hand to the back of my neck, pulling me in, and placing his lips on mine. He began to move them, nudging mine along, and I figured I may as well kiss back since this was apparently step 1 to getting Harry.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and tangled one hand in his hair. He may be my best mate, but he was a pretty damn good kisser. His lips tasted different than I thought they would, kind of like vanilla, and they were very soft. His tongue brushed my bottom lip and I let him in, allowing him to suck on my tongue before he explored my mouth.
When we finally pulled away we were both gasping for breath, and he leaned in and gave me a sweet peck on the cheek before allowing me out of his arms. I couldn’t help but smile at him since he had this goofy grin on his face, and he put his arm back around my shoulders and we continued on to my house.
I shut the door to the bedroom and turned around to see Liam setting up Fifa. I grabbed a controller and sat down next to him, prepared to kick his ass yet again, but he turned to look at me.
“So, Ni, guess what?” he grinned cheekily at me. I laughed at his expression as he wiggled his eyebrows.
“I dunno. What?”
“Stage 1 is complete. Harry saw us kissing,” he smirked. He looked extremely proud of himself.
I tilted my head to the side, “How do you know?”
“I saw him in his living room. He was watching us the whole time.” He grinned again, but now I was a bit confused.
“Won’t he just be pissed that I lied to him?”
