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"What are you talking about?" I asked him, panic clearly written across my face. Harry grinned, allowing himself to laugh for a second before turning to me. "It's so obvious you like him!" he exclaimed whilst Niall practically howled with laughter.
"Er, no it's not, because I don't like him." I told him, glaring at Niall as he struggled to breathe. "Don't try to lie about it - look you're blushing." Harry said, and although I didn't believe it to be possible, his smile grew wider.
"Harry, he has a girlfriend and I only just broke up with my boyfriend! Stop being a dick - this is all in your head." I told him to a chorus of "OOH, TOUCHY!" from them both. I didn't even bother replying, instead sticking my middle finger up at the pair of them.
"Oh, and by the way, I'm not buying your sweets." I told Niall, who looked crestfallen as Harry began to laugh even harder.

"Looks like we've touched a nerve." he commented once we'd parked.
"Looks like someone's a liar." I retorted, resisting the urge to swear at him because I knew it would only make him more sure of his suspicions.

I grumbled to myself as I opened the front door. After the film the boys had done nothing but tease me, despite my attempts to tell them that I didn't like Louis.
"You are both the biggest dick heads I've ever met. Would you please just drop it?" I pleaded with them as we walked down the hallway into my living room. It had become a meeting point for all of us over the past few hours, and I was hoping I would be able to talk Harry and Niall out of it before the rest of the boys got home.

"Drop what?" a female's voice came from the living room. Frowning in confusion, I turned the corner to find Louis and Eleanor sitting on the sofa with their legs sprawled out. Was I the only one who found her presence weird? I mean, I know Louis was staying with us, but I hadn't expected him to hang out their with his girlfriend when everybody else was out.

I froze where I was standing, eventually turning to the boys for some kind of excuse that I was hoping they'd come up with. My hopes were dashed when they simply shrugged, their faces mirroring the shocked expression on mine.
"Um...oh, you know." I said, trying to look nonchalant as both of their faces flickered from Niall, to Harry, to me, waiting for some kind of explanation.

"Not really..." Eleanor said, a frown hindering her usually flawless appearance. Damn her. Why did she have to be so pretty and smart?
"Well Niall and I were just saying that she fancies this guy that tweeted her earlier." Harry said quickly and Eleanor gave a cute little laugh before picking up Louis's laptop which was sitting right by them.
"Which one?" she asked, scrolling through the list of names as Harry stood behind her. He shot me a look as if to ask what to do, but I simply glared at him. "Do something" I mouthed at him, and he quickly pointed someone out, presumably at random.
"Er, Harry. That's a woman." Eleanor said once she had clicked on the name and viewed her display picture.

"Oh, is it? Oops, I didn't realise." he said lamely whilst Niall grinned, a laugh threatening to fall from his lips.
"How could you not realise? Her name is Lindsay." Louis pointed out, speaking for the first time.

"I dunno, anyway, at least we know that Millie doesn't fancy her any more." Harry pointed out, scratching his head as he spoke. Was it me or did Louis look slightly relieved?
I was quickly distracted when Eleanor swung her endless legs off of the sofa, standing up and picking her bag up from the floor.
"Well I have to go out tonight, so I'll see you guys later. I love you." she told Louis, planting a kiss on his lips as I looked away in disgust.
Harry nudged Niall, gesturing to my face as the couple exchanged a loving kiss before walking out to her car together.

"I'm going to kill you Harry Styles." I told him as soon as Louis and Eleanor were out of earshot. "Why? I just saved you!" he said incredulously, rolling his eyes at me as if I was being unreasonable.
"Yeah, well I wouldn't have needed saving if you weren't so delusional!" I told him, glaring at both of them.
"Why aren't you angry at Niall?" Harry asked, giving a fake yawn as he sat down on the sofa.

"Niall isn't as smart as you, he doesn't know what he's doing so he just copies people." I said, smirking at the outraged look on the both of their faces.
"That is an awful thing to say. If I didn't feel sorry for you because you are in love with Louis, I would tackle you." Harry said, a completely straight expression on his face.

"Wow, I'm scared because you're so strong." I said sarcastically, rolling my eyes as Harry attempted to flex his muscles. "I am not weak!" he protested.
"Oh please, I go to the gym more than you." I told him before he jumped onto the sofa.
"CHALLENGE!" He screamed happily as Niall laughed and Louis walked in with a confused expression on his face.
"What are you doing?" he asked.

Two hours later I found myself standing at the bottom of my garden with Zayn and Louis standing behind me. "You can do this." Zayn said quietly and my eyes flitted over to where Harry was standing with Niall and Liam.
"I know I can." I told them, confident that I would beat the boy who was currently being hit over the head repeatedly by his best friends.

"OK, so the rules are no hitting each other, or anybody else, but other than that, there are no rules. First you go to the blanket thing and army crawl underneath it. Then you go to the bike, cycle to the hula hoops where you hula for 30 seconds, but if you drop it you have to start again. Then you limbo under the pole, before going to the paddling pool and wading through it. Then, finally, you meet your assigned partner and wheelbarrow them to the finish line where Zayn and I will be waiting." Liam said and I looked over the course with an intense look of concentration on my face.

Zayn clapped me on the back before walking over to join Liam at the hula hoop station with a stopwatch. "You ready?" Louis asked, a smile taking residence on his face.
He'd been delighted at the prospect of an obstacle course, and even more excited once he'd realised that Harry and I were going head to head, knowing how competitive we were.
"Uh-huh." I told him absent mindedly, making sure I knew the sequence perfectly.

"I'll meet you over there- and make sure you're ready!" I warned him and he held his hands up.
"On my way now" he said with a laugh. Glancing over at Harry, I noticed the huge smirk plastered across his face as his eyes shot between the two of us.
I glared at him, "Get ready to be screwed Styles." I told him and he grinned.
"As long as you have protection." he said with a ridiculously pleased look on his face.

"Five, four, three..." Liam began and my head shot round to face forward and concentrate. "Two" he said, and I lowered my head, making sure I was focused. "One - GO" he screeched and I shot forward, sprinting towards the blanket and lifting it up so that I could crawl under.
I was about halfway through when I got lost, unsure of which way I'd come. Growling to myself, I listened for Louis and Zayn's voices to guide me forwards.

I made my way out quickly after that, although once I'd glanced around on my way to the hula hoop I noticed that I was still a few seconds behind Harry.
Picking up the hula hoop, I began to swing my hips around, trying to imagine that I was Shakira as I waited for Zayn to tell me the thirty seconds had passed. I was about ten seconds in when Harry let out a groan, having let the hoop fall and had to start again.

Trying not to laugh, I continued rotating my hips until the time had passed before running towards the limbo stick. I shimmied my way underneath it, making sure to take my time in case I knocked it. Once I was finally on the other side I sprinted towards the small paddling pool from my childhood that the boys had taken the time to fill.
I tried my best to sprint through it, but learned the hard way that paddling pools are easy to slip in, as I landed on my arse.

"Fuck" I muttered to myself, rubbing my bum to check I hadn't broken anything before standing up and speed walking the rest of the way across. By then Harry was only about five seconds behind me, and I knew that he was faster than me so I'd have to hurry up.
I ran as fast as I could towards a grinning Louis who was waiting obediently and stood as he went into a handstand position before picking up his legs.

By then Harry and I were literally neck and neck so I sprinted, ignoring Louis's girly protests as his hands got mud all over them. I ran the last few paces towards the line where Zayn and Liam were waiting with a stopwatch, screaming in delight as I passed the finish line before Harry.
"I BEAT YOU!" I screamed, practically crying with laughter at the disappointed look on his face.
I allowed Zayn and Louis to pick me up by the legs and lift me above their heads as they chanted happily.

"DRINK DRINK DRINK" Louis screamed and Liam pulled a face, looking at the bottles of smirnoff Zayn and Niall had brought over.
"Lou, she's not even eighteen yet." he said, watching as the boys let me down gently.
"Liam, relax. It's a drink, plus I'm eighteen in like a month." I told him and he shrugged. "Fine, just don't get completely off your face, I promised mum I'd look after you." he warned and I simply rolled my eyes.
"I'll just have a couple of drinks, I won't get drunk" I said, giving him a reassuring smile as I felt like being nice, despite him being a total party pooper.

"I'M SO DRUNK" I screamed, laughing hysterically as the boys watched on in amusement. Somehow, my little celebration had turned into a small gathering, which had turned into a full blown party.
"I know you are, but you probably shouldn't stand on the kitchen counter like that." Zayn said, putting his drink down and holding his hand out to help me down.

"Shut it Malik - I'm not getting down." I slurred at him, waving my arms around wildly. He chuckled, obviously slightly scared of me.
"OK then." he told me, walking off to join Liam by the drinks table.
"You're hilarious when you're drunk." Louis commented, pulling himself up onto the counter where I was standing and sitting comfortably next to me.
"Who says I'm dunk, I mean drunk?" I asked, an accusatory tone evident in my voice.
"Uh, you just did." he reminded, a grin playing on his lips in a way that was purely delicious.

"Oh, oh yeah." I said, wobbling slightly as I looked down at the floor. Louis laughed, placing his hands firmly on my waist and picking me up as if I weighed ten pounds.
"Better?" he asked and I nodded, trying to see clearly through the drunken haze surrounding me.
"Why isn't Eleanor here?" I asked him suddenly, studying his face for a reaction of some sort. I don't know what I was looking for, shock, happiness guilt - maybe I was hoping that he'd broken up with her.
Instead, there was a small flicker of emotion on his face as I mentioned her name before he answered.
"She's at uni." he told me,bringing his beer bottle to his lips.

"I don't like her." I blurted out. My drunk mind seemed to have no filter as Louis smirked slightly, "Why?" he asked, putting the beer down.

"She's a model. She has long legs." I told him, muttering as I played with a beer bottle lid.
"You don't like her because of her legs?" he asked, grinning at my ridiculous reasoning.
"That's what I just said!" I told him loudly, pointing my finger at him and ignoring the looks people were sending my way.

"I think it's time for you to go to bed." Louis commented and I pouted.
"You are so meannn. Just because I don't like your girlfriend." I told him as he swung me over his shoulder in a fireman's lift.

"I HATE ELEANOR CALDER!" I shouted as he led me up the stairs, attracting several weird looks. I noticed Harry shaking his head at me, pointing me out to Niall who simply smirked.
"Let me downnn. Let me down nowwwwwww!" I whined as Louis opened the door to my bedroom.
"Shit." Louis muttered as he stepped on a DVD, triggering a snapping sound.
"You just broke my DVD." I told him, sticking my finger right in his face as he laid me down o the bed.
"I'll buy you a new one" he promised, pulling the covers over me and stepping back to look at me properly.
"I love you Louis." I told him happily.