Niall's POV:
Changing a person's name doesn't mean toi can change the person themselves. Skylar will always be Skylar, never Sophie. I can't even picture what would happen if she... "Changed." I say, completing my thought out loud. "You think Skylar is going to change?" asks a voice. "Wouldn't you?" I reply, facing Louis evenly. "I trust her. Girls prefer men who trust them." I raise an eyebrow and he stands there as if he is awaiting a challenge.
"You are 21. toi are way too old for Skylar!" I point out. "Yes, but not for Sophie. Sophie is registered as 19. Plus she looks 19 anyway." he réponses smoothly. I stare at him angrily. "Louis. toi have a girlfriend." He shrugs. "Not anymore. I broke up with Eleanor." I slam my fist onto the table. "Why do toi want her?!" I yelled.
Louis spread his hands. "Calm down. She is beautiful, obviously." I glare at him. "And she has a nice body... I would like to be the first one to explore that." I clenched my fist. "Well you're too late!" I snapped, lying to him. "I already explored it." A scuffle of feet ran into the kitchen. "What is going on here?" Liam asked us sternly. I stare guiltily at Skylar as she stands suivant to Harry. "Niall was just saying how he explored Skylar's body." Louis a dit with a smirk on his face.
Shame burned on my face as Skylar's jaw dropped. "Excuse me?" she gasped. "Sky..." I whisper. "No. No Niall, don't even. toi are such a pig! I knew he was a better choice!" Both me and Louis look at each other. She wasn't talking about either of us. That's when I notice... her hand is entwined with Harry's. "I... I'm confused." I say. "You a dit toi loved me." She shot me a look that turned my blood cold. "In a brotherly way." she réponses coldly. I stand there in shock as Harry leads her out of the kitchen. Liam and Zayn offer me a sympathetic smile.
"It's okay, blondie." says Zayn. "You'll find someone else." I bit my lip as I felt tears well up in my eyes. "I don't want someone else..." I a dit quietly. "I want her." Louis laughed and Liam stared at him. "She doesn't want you. You're a pig." Before I can gain control over myself, my fist makes contact with Louis's face. "Fuck you." I say bitterly, and leave the kitchen.
Changing a person's name doesn't mean toi can change the person themselves. Skylar will always be Skylar, never Sophie. I can't even picture what would happen if she... "Changed." I say, completing my thought out loud. "You think Skylar is going to change?" asks a voice. "Wouldn't you?" I reply, facing Louis evenly. "I trust her. Girls prefer men who trust them." I raise an eyebrow and he stands there as if he is awaiting a challenge.
"You are 21. toi are way too old for Skylar!" I point out. "Yes, but not for Sophie. Sophie is registered as 19. Plus she looks 19 anyway." he réponses smoothly. I stare at him angrily. "Louis. toi have a girlfriend." He shrugs. "Not anymore. I broke up with Eleanor." I slam my fist onto the table. "Why do toi want her?!" I yelled.
Louis spread his hands. "Calm down. She is beautiful, obviously." I glare at him. "And she has a nice body... I would like to be the first one to explore that." I clenched my fist. "Well you're too late!" I snapped, lying to him. "I already explored it." A scuffle of feet ran into the kitchen. "What is going on here?" Liam asked us sternly. I stare guiltily at Skylar as she stands suivant to Harry. "Niall was just saying how he explored Skylar's body." Louis a dit with a smirk on his face.
Shame burned on my face as Skylar's jaw dropped. "Excuse me?" she gasped. "Sky..." I whisper. "No. No Niall, don't even. toi are such a pig! I knew he was a better choice!" Both me and Louis look at each other. She wasn't talking about either of us. That's when I notice... her hand is entwined with Harry's. "I... I'm confused." I say. "You a dit toi loved me." She shot me a look that turned my blood cold. "In a brotherly way." she réponses coldly. I stand there in shock as Harry leads her out of the kitchen. Liam and Zayn offer me a sympathetic smile.
"It's okay, blondie." says Zayn. "You'll find someone else." I bit my lip as I felt tears well up in my eyes. "I don't want someone else..." I a dit quietly. "I want her." Louis laughed and Liam stared at him. "She doesn't want you. You're a pig." Before I can gain control over myself, my fist makes contact with Louis's face. "Fuck you." I say bitterly, and leave the kitchen.
In the middle of no where surrounded par the woods
7:00pm
Zayn Maliks point of view:
I sat in the back of the bus,while the other guys joked around.
I was in desperation that my grand father died right in front of me.Yesterday was his funeral.He was my best friend.
We were headed to the suivant town for a concert.Our tour was endin in a few weeks.I wanted to go to collage and start soul searching.The guys didn't want me to go alone do they a dit they'd go to.
The bus stopped.
"what's going on??"I asked
The bus broke down.
"great just great now what are we going to do?"I complained
"woah,diva queen."niall joked
I gave him a dark look.
"I'll go walk and see if there's anyone around,maybe a town."liam said
"yea get eaten alive"Harry joked
I didn't wanna hear them so I went out the bus to smoke.
I lite a cigarette and leaned against the bus.I started to walk in to the darkness.
7:00pm
Zayn Maliks point of view:
I sat in the back of the bus,while the other guys joked around.
I was in desperation that my grand father died right in front of me.Yesterday was his funeral.He was my best friend.
We were headed to the suivant town for a concert.Our tour was endin in a few weeks.I wanted to go to collage and start soul searching.The guys didn't want me to go alone do they a dit they'd go to.
The bus stopped.
"what's going on??"I asked
The bus broke down.
"great just great now what are we going to do?"I complained
"woah,diva queen."niall joked
I gave him a dark look.
"I'll go walk and see if there's anyone around,maybe a town."liam said
"yea get eaten alive"Harry joked
I didn't wanna hear them so I went out the bus to smoke.
I lite a cigarette and leaned against the bus.I started to walk in to the darkness.
