Niall's
P.O.V
"Zayn. Zayn.
Zayn. Zayn. Zayn. Zayn. Zayn. Zayn." I poked
Zayn's ribs.
He slapped my arm.
"What!"
The guys and I were
standing outside the housing buildings waiting
for
the contestants to
pour in. It was drizzling out and the parking lot
was
absolutely empty,
except for a few cars belonging to Steve and the
crew.
There was a nervous
pit in my stomach. I don't know why. I don't
usually get like this. I adjusted my hat and
looked at Zayn.
"Can I tell
you a secret?"
"Niall please.
Everyone knows you can't keep secrets." He
rolled his eyes.
Louis looked over
at us. "NIALL? NIALL HAS A
SECRET."
Pretty soon Liam,
Harry, Louis and Zayn were crowding around me.
I
looked at them.
Harry motioned for me to continue on.
"Um...um...well this is gonna
sound weird..." I started.
Liam hit my head.
"Niall we've known you for two years.
EVERYTHING you say is weird."
They all murmured
with agreement.
I shrugged knowing
they were right. "You know those girls right? The
girl group?"
"Yeah...what
about them?" Louis tilted his head.
"The...the...the one who started
off singing. Laura. Yeah...I kinda like
her."
All of the boys
cheered except Liam.
"You don't
even know her! I mean-" Liam
started.
"-HECK YEAH
NIALL. YOU GO GIRL." Harry shouted.
I was about to
respond, but was interrupted by a car horn. I
turned
around and saw the
girl with long blonde hair step out of her
Porsche.
Zayn and Harry
giggled as Louis and Liam sighed.
She saw us and came
rushing over. She hugged us all, and smiled.
"Hi.
I'm Tiffany.
But you probably already know that." Tiffany winked
at Harry.
Louis gave her one
of his sassy smirks and said, "I don't
recall...oh
yeah your
that chick with the high standards! The one who droned on
and on about painting a room? "
Tiffany stepped
back, clearly not expecting it. She just flipped her
hair, and looked away.
I muttered to Liam,
"The way she flips her hair, doesn't get
me overwhelmed."
Liam laughed.
"Yeah, and I'm pretty sure she already thinks
she's beautiful.
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Two parts.
Whoooo.