Summer Nights

*Holly's P.O.V*
"Later!" I called, pulling away from Louis' house. He waved, entering the building, and I started the drive back to my place. During the entire trek with the boys, the only subject of conversation was Mr. Sanders' project. Harry and Liam were moderately pleased with their topic, while Louis and Zayn still sulked about theirs. Zayn jokingly blamed Louis for the teacher's decision, causing him to put his diva act on again. They entertained me the whole ride, and it seemed like a perpetual comedy act.
I parked my car in the garage, and grabbed my bag. Whistling, I went in through the back door and into the kitchen.
"Hi Mom!" I called, taking an apple from the fruit basket. A muffled response came from her office, so I assumed she was sorting out her taxes. I hurried up the stairs to my room, and after I'd changed into some shorts and a t-shirt, throwing my sauce-stained clothes into the washer, and substituted my contacts with my glasses, I dropped onto my comfortable bed. Reaching for my laptop, I signed onto Skype. The boys had given me their usernames so all of us could get together and listen to Louis complain about school and work on our projects. Niall was the only one on, so I requested a call, which he immediately answered.

His cheerful face popped up on my screen, slightly wet from a shower.
"Hey Holls!" He waved.
"Hey Nialler," I said, taking a bite of my apple. He squinted, examining the food.
"What is that?" He asked, moving his face closer to his camera. I held it in front of my webcam.
"An apple. It's a round fruit, generally with green or red skin, and crisp flesh. It's grown through a tree that's a member of the rose family, and it's planted in the–"
"Okay, okay, I get it. I already finished my science homework, so I got that all out of my system," he jokingly complained. I laughed.
"So, what's up?" He asked, observing my surroundings.
"My mom's doing her taxes, turning her into the Grinch," I said, and he chuckled.
"And my sister hitched a ride with some of her new friends to somewhere," I continued.
"What about your dad? I never hear you talk about him," Niall suddenly inquired. For a second, everything was silent as I struggled to maintain a normal breathing pattern.
"Is he a pilot? Or is he in the army? Maybe he's a doctor in Africa. . ." he rambled, listing possible occupations. I zoned out, my mind blocking everything until a clicking sound brought me back to the present. Niall was even closer to his camera, his fingers in position to snap again.
"You ok?" He asked, worried. Shaking my head a little, I nodded.
"Uh, yeah. Sorry," I mumbled. His face softened, his baby-blue eyes shining.
"Do you want to talk about it?" He gently asked. I exhaled, thinking it over.
"I'm coming over," he announced, then abruptly ended the chat. I didn't even have time to protest, so I just closed my laptop and put it back on the desk.

Notes

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