Just the Friend

-LOUIS POV-
She is gorgeous.
Her attitude is hilarious and from how mush Ashton talks about her, Dylan seems like the fun carefree kind of girl.
She looked sexy as hell in the oversized jumper and high socks.
“Thanks a lot you ass holes. My cereal is ruined.” She pouts and stomps off to the kitchen.
I hate to admit it, but that was adorable.
“She’s a handful.” Luke chuckles, watching her leave.
“I heard that you prick!” Dylan calls out from the kitchen and we all laugh.
“You were meant to!” He says.
A minute later she trudges out with a new bowl of cereal and she has a mouthful of food.
“Luke, if I wanted a bitch I would have bought a dog.” She scowls at him.
Note to self: kinda scary when angry so don’t piss her off.
“Oh come on Dylan you can’t be mad at me.” Luke sticks his bottom lip out.
She throws a piece of Captain Crunch cereal at him. “Go fuck a duck. I am going back to bed.”
“I would say nice meeting you, but you kinda scared me shitless and made me drop food so I am not going too.” Dylan says dully before shuffling back to her room and closing the door with a click.
“Sorry about her. She isn’t a morning person.” Ashton turns to me and Niall.
“It’s quite alright mate. We didn’t mean to barge in or anything but……” I cut Niall off.
“We were bored.”
“Well we got fifa.” Michael says from the television where he is plugging in the game system.
“Why not?” I grin and jump over the back of the couch to my original spot.
Suddenly a door creaks open.
“Are you guys gonna play fifa?” Dylan’s head pokes out of the door.
“What would you know about fifa?” I ask. Sure it was a little rude but I wanted to see if I could get a rise out of her. No judging.
The boys all gasp.
“You didn’t just say that.”
“You better watch your back bro.”
“She’s gonna get ya.”
“What do I know about fifa? How about I know that I have beaten every single one of those boys at playing it? How about I am the queen of fifa?” She narrows her eyes as she takes large steps to the tv.
“I bet that you can’t beat me.” I smirked.
“Okay fine. If I win you get to take me shopping.”
“And if I win……I get to take you out on a date.” I raised my eyebrows waiting for her to accept the challenge.
“You are so on Tomlinson.” She grins and hops over the couch, grabbing a controller from Ashton.
I really hope I win this. It would be embarrassing if I didn’t.

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Okay……so……I’m losing.
But I need to win; I want to take her out.
She was up by 1 and we had 16 seconds left.
My team had the ball and we were heading for the goal when out of nowhere the ball was stolen.
She carried the ball back around and kicked it right as one the animated people reached for it.
BAM!
The goalie missed the ball by a mile and it swished into the net as the virtual buzzer went off.
Damnit.
“Yeah! I AM THE QUEEN OF FIFA! BOW DOWN BITCHES!” Dylan leaped from the couch and danced in place.
Her and Ashton did some kind of handshake while Michael sat next to me and patted my shoulder.
“It’s okay mate. We all had to go through it.” He pats my shoulder. “I paid for a kid movie she wanted to see when I lost that bet.”
“How is she so good at it?” I ask him.
“She has an older brother and they are really close, plus most of her friends back in Hornsby were lads, and then she’s got us so she has just gotten used to the boy-ish treatment.” Michael explains.
“Alright so we can go later at about 4 then, just cause I am nice, I will let you pay for dinner.” Dylan giggles plopping on the other side of me.
“You are so lucky you are fit or else I would have been out the door by now.” I grumble.
“Why thank you kind sir! I am going to go get ready now! Later losers.” She gets up off the couch and skips towards her room.
“How do you live with that?” Niall chuckles.
“I don’t know really. I guess knowing her since we were tiny kinda helps. But she can definitely be a pain in the ass.” Ashton shrugs.
“Oh shut up! You love me Ashy!” She calls out from in her bedroom.
“Are you eavesdropping?!” Calum laughs.
“No…..”

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-DYLANS POV-
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I decided on wearing an old cut off t-shirt that shows just a tiny bit of my tummy with high-wasted jean shorts and thigh high socks. Lacing up my black rugged boots, I slipped on my pretty bracelets and a cute necklace before checking my makeup one last time and heading out of my room.
As soon as I got to the kitchen, I felt my phone in my back pocket start to vibrate.
Pulling the small device out and looking at the screen, it read ‘Ma’ so I swiped my finger across it and put the phone up to my ear.
“Hola Ma!” I speak to her.
[Hello daughter! How are you? How is London? Why haven’t you called? We were getting worried!] My mother rambles out questions in Spanish as Ashton walks into the kitchen and Louis trails behind him.
[Ma! Ma! Slow down with the questions! I am great, London is great and I have been asleep. If you were so worried why didn’t you call earlier?] I glance at the boys who were now sitting on the kitchen stools, watching me speak Spanish over the phone. Ashton was grinning and Louis just looked thoroughly confused.
My Ma rambled on for at least 10 more minutes while the rest of the boys followed me around the hotel room.
After hanging up I turned around and all of 5sos and Louis were standing four feet away from me.

“I love listening to you speak Spanish.” Luke gushes and I laugh.
“It’s hot.” Louis coughs.
“Whatever, are you ready to leave?” I roll my eyes at Louis and nod.
Grabbing my purse and trotting around the counter, I follow Louis out of the door and down the hallway.
This is going to be fun!

Notes

Hey guys! I hope you guys are liking it so far! Get me to 16 votes and I will post the next chapter!
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