The Teacher And The Bet
Chapter 7
Me and Harry, haven't been talking a lot, after the whole... 'Thing' in Louis's car. He's probably being the shy little fuck he normally is. I shook the thought away, continuing to eat the lunch.
I fucking LOVE meatloaf.
It's Friday, and Louis is throwing a pool party at his place, since his mom and dad went out on a business trip. I was thinking about getting that teacher to come. She's 21, we're 17, except Louis, he's 19. His mom sent him to school a little later than usual. The big 'Q' got dropped a lot when he was younger. The big 'Q' was the question,"WOW, DID YOU GET HELD BACK?!" and Louis absolutely hated when people asked that.
But enough about Louis, more about Dorthy!
I might get to see her in a bikini.
IF the following occurs:
Harry or Louis doesn't fuck shit up, because they know I'm in the league.
I don't do something stupid.
She actually agrees to come.
Or she wears a bikini.
"Niall.." Louis said, snapping me back into reality.
"What Lou..?" I said, dropping my fork.
"Lookin' MIGHT-TY deep in thought there mate." Louis said looking at my face.
I didn't really want to have this chat with Lou again. I scanned the room coolly, before seeing something that made my eyes widen, and my tummy twirl.
There, in the entrance to the lunchroom, was Dorthy with some buff, guy. Liam I think his name was, but that didn't make me feel a little animus, it was the way she looked up at him, and smiled, and pushed her hair behind her ear bashfully, or the way she smiled up at him, or blushed at one of his muffled comments.
I felt myself overflow with envy, wanting to give this Liam kid, a lot of oppression.
I stood up, pushing the chair back, and excusing myself, and walking up to them.
She's MINE. And I'm going to win this bet.
I fucking LOVE meatloaf.
It's Friday, and Louis is throwing a pool party at his place, since his mom and dad went out on a business trip. I was thinking about getting that teacher to come. She's 21, we're 17, except Louis, he's 19. His mom sent him to school a little later than usual. The big 'Q' got dropped a lot when he was younger. The big 'Q' was the question,"WOW, DID YOU GET HELD BACK?!" and Louis absolutely hated when people asked that.
But enough about Louis, more about Dorthy!
I might get to see her in a bikini.
IF the following occurs:
Harry or Louis doesn't fuck shit up, because they know I'm in the league.
I don't do something stupid.
She actually agrees to come.
Or she wears a bikini.
"Niall.." Louis said, snapping me back into reality.
"What Lou..?" I said, dropping my fork.
"Lookin' MIGHT-TY deep in thought there mate." Louis said looking at my face.
I didn't really want to have this chat with Lou again. I scanned the room coolly, before seeing something that made my eyes widen, and my tummy twirl.
There, in the entrance to the lunchroom, was Dorthy with some buff, guy. Liam I think his name was, but that didn't make me feel a little animus, it was the way she looked up at him, and smiled, and pushed her hair behind her ear bashfully, or the way she smiled up at him, or blushed at one of his muffled comments.
I felt myself overflow with envy, wanting to give this Liam kid, a lot of oppression.
I stood up, pushing the chair back, and excusing myself, and walking up to them.
She's MINE. And I'm going to win this bet.
Notes
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GOSH DARNET.
LOOKIT THE LIL' OL' NIALLR GET ALL JELLY WELLY!
AWHE!
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