*Holly's P.O.V*
Niall and I ran back over to the boys, having shrugged off that moment.
"Let's play tag!" Louis declared.
"Not it!" I quickly shouted, throwing my hands up.
"Me neither!" Liam, Louis, Niall, and Zayn followed. We all glanced back at the determined person, and broke into a run.
"Not fair, guys!" Harry yelled, starting to go after Liam. Laughing, I darted towards the picnic tables as Louis climbed to the very top of the monkey bars and Zayn skirted around the playground. Since I was unfamiliar to this park, and this country, for that matter, I just ran in a random direction. I found myself near a clearing of trees, and Harry was still trying to tag Liam.

I didn't know where Niall was, until a breathy voice whispered next to my ear, "You know, you never told me what susceptible means." I whirled around, and saw the cheeky Irishman standing there behind me. He was practically dying of laughter upon scaring me, and I grinned.
"Maybe later," I replied.
"ZAYN'S IT!" Harry shouted. Just then, twigs behind us crackled, and we knowingly looked at each other.
"Run!" Niall whisper-shouted. I spun, and started sprinting. He followed me, one hand on my back, urging me to keep running. I was laughing the entire time, and I heard Niall occasionally joining in when he found enough breath.

Zayn lost us once we crossed the bridge, so we decided to try our luck and climb a tree. Niall, being the gentleman that he is when he's not sneaking up on me, helped me up, and we sat there together. The evening wind rustled through the branches, and it was starting to get cold– well, maybe it was just me because I still wasn't used to this new country. What is this?! How can it be this chilly when it's almost September?! I thought, wrapping my arms around my body. Niall noticed this, once he glanced my way after asking me a question.
"Hey," he softly said, slipping off his jacket and settling it around my shaking shoulders. Normally, I would have protested to a minimum, but my teeth were chattering, making it impossible to form a sentence. Instead, I gratefully smiled, and cuddled up to his warm body. Seriously! How are these people so prepared for this weather?!
"I don't know. I guess our bodies just kind of adapt to the climate," he answered. Did I say that out loud? Niall chuckled, nodding. I groaned out of embarrassment, still buried in his side.
"Where are you?" Liam shouted.
"Guess we'd better go back," he murmured into my ear. Jumping first, he helped me down, swinging me into his arms. I laughed as he finally put me back on the ground.

We both walked to the playground, Niall leading the way, and the boys looked relieved to see us.
"So, who won?" I asked.
"I did!" Louis proclaimed.
"Of course," Zayn added. I chuckled, then realized something.
"Where's my phone?" I asked.
"Oh, sorry about that," Niall said, reaching into his back pocket and pulling out my iPhone.
"I had it when Louis was chasing you," he handed it to me, glancing at the celebrating victor.
"Thanks," I said, smiling as I pocketed the device.
"So, now what?" Harry asked, doing this weird shake-flip thing with his hair.
"I don't know about you guys, but I think I'd better get going," I said after checking the time. All the boys whined.
"Awww, why?" Niall asked.
"Because it's almost eight-thirty, and I promised my mom I'd be back by nine."
"But why?" Louis complained. I laughed, ruffling each of their hair, and surprisingly, neither one of them protested– not even Zayn. That's a sign I really am one of their best friends, even though I'd barely known them for one day! All six of us walked back to Niall's house, and I got into my car while the boys planned to stay the night at his place.
"See you guys tomorrow!" I called, starting the engine. They turned back and smiled, waving. I pulled out of his driveway and began the way back home.

"I'm back!" I sang upon entering the house.
"How was it?" Whitney asked, running down the stairs.
"Nice, except for the fact that somebody called to tell me that they lost some of my instruments," I pointedly said, and she just grinned like the Cheshire Cat.
"Oh yeah! Guess what! I found them in the garage. Turns out they were stored in a box with the oil and wrenches. Go figure," she said. I shook my head and went up to my room.
"Night!" I called, and Whitney returned it as we both got ready for bed. I changed into my shorts and old t-shirt, and I washed my face. As I brushed my teeth, my phone buzzed. Spitting out the foamy toothpaste, I checked the screen to see texts from all of the guys. They all said: See you tomorrow, Holls! x
Smiling to myself, I plugged in my phone and crawled into bed. I drifted off to sleep, the day's events running through my head.

Notes

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