Everything About You

Elizabeth's pov

I hold onto my coffee, looking outside at the falling rain. My hair is still wet from the walk here.

Niall sits down next to me.
"So, what's your story?" He asks, leaning back against the wall, crossing his arms.
"What do you mean?"
"You know, you don't exactly act like life's been handed to you." he says, "so what happened?"
"I just met you," I point out.
"Fine. You tell me, I'll tell you." He counters.
I think about it.
I won't tell him the whole story, I'll leave out the most painful memory.

"Alright. My dad's a drunken man whore who cheated on my mom while she was pregnant with me before they were even married and she can barely walk because she was in a bad car wreck." i lean back, acting as if I won the bad life competition, which isn't really that satisfying... "Your turn."

He breathes in, leaning his arms on the table. Damn boys got muscles...
"When I was little times were tough, my brother was going into high school and met a girl, they ran off together after she got pregnant. By the time I was in high school, I moved here, my parents got sick and-....you know." he stops for a second, "Anyway, I moved in with my godparents, that guy, Harry, his parents are my godparents. I have known them my whole life. His mom and step-dad took care of me and I took care of Harry."
I almost want to cry.
He definitely won the bad life contest.

"What do you mean, you took care of him." i ask, sipping my coffee.
"He started getting in trouble at school, I'd bail him out. Then he started hanging around these guys...a gang. I guess I should have guessed it was his gang."

I think back to the boy in the white t-shirt, tattoos covered his body, and piercings.
"He's scary." I say. I was scared just looking at him.
"You'd think so. He is really a nice guy. Unless you piss him off." Niall laughs.
I like Niall, we just met but I feel like we are good friends already.
I nod and take a sip of my coffee.
We sit in silence for a bit.

"Hey Niall!" three boys walk up to our table, a boy with black hair, brown buzz cut hair, and a boy with straight brown hair in a quiff.
Niall gets up. "Hey lads" he does a "bro-hug" to each of them and turns to me.
"This is Elizabeth."
"Call me Liz." i say, surprisingly I am pulled into a hug by The boy with a buzz cut.

"Hi?" I say to him as he pulls away. He has tattoo's and looks a little scary, but his smile is sweet.
"I'm Liam." He points to the boys behind him, "This is Zayn and Louis."
Louis looks at me and smiles. "American?"
Are there no other Americans at this school?!
"Yep."
"Nice."
Zayn opens his mouth to say hi when the blonde girl, Perrie, walks up and pecks his cheek.
"Hey, babe. You met Lizzy?" she asks, sitting him down and sitting on his lap.
"Yeah." i turn away when they are making out.

"Get a room." Niall says. I giggle and sip my almost empty coffee.
"El!" Louis shouts, waving over the other girl, Eleanor. He wraps his arm around her and pecks her lips.
They are all in conversations except for me, so I get up to throw my coffee away.

"Hi." I jump at the sound of a deep voice.
The voice laughs and I turn around.
"That wasn't funny." I say and see that boy again, Harry.
He is still laughing, "I think it was," he says between breaths, when he's done he holds out a hand, "I'm Harry."
"And I don't care." I speed back to Niall.

"Hey, I'm going to go unpack, I'll talk to you later?" i say.
"Yeah, I can help. If you want?"
I brush my hair behind my ear. "Sure." I say and we walk off.

"Use protection Niall!" Harry shouts, I turn around and stick up my middle finger.
"Fuck you!"
"What time?" he winks.
I roll my eyes and keep walking with Niall.

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