“Ready to get your ass kicked Tomlinson?”
Remember the bet Louis and I made about the football soccer shit? Well, here we are in the front of the house ready to settle this.
Danielle is sitting at the table with the money; she’s also going to be our referee so to speak.
“Your ass is going to get kicked”
“Hey, watch the way you talk to my girlfriend” Harry says nudging Louis.
“It’s all in good fun Haz”
So it’s boys against girls: Louis, Harry, Niall, Liam, and Zayn are on the blue team, Me, Perrie, Eleanor, and Kimmy are on the red team.
I know it’s an unfair number but Dani isn’t feeling well so we’ll just have to do with what we got.
That’s cool though because I’m going to whip some ass.
“Everyone ready?” Danielle yells from her spot.
We all yell yes in response.
“Okay, ready set play!”
-
“You cheated!” Louis yells as I kick the ball into the goal, earning the girls and me another win.
I run around in a circle fist pumping while Kimmy does a cart wheel, and Eleanor and Perrie laugh at the boy’s expression.
“How the fucks can they be ahead of us when there’s more of us?” Zayn asks.
“You guys are losers!” Perrie yells.
I look at her a bit shocked but laugh.
Harry’ POV
“This game is turning my girlfriend into a monster!” Zayn whines.
“I need a drink” Niall says sitting on the floor.
“Niall, drinking won’t help you stay hydrated” Liam scowls.
“Maybe it’ll help us win” I say wiping the sweat from my forehead.
“C’mon guys, their girls! We can beat them! Besides this is our game Via doesn’t know what she’s doing” Louis says angrily. He’s a bit of a sore loser.
“You sure about that mate?” Liam asks.
Suddenly the ball comes flying and hits Louis square in the back. We all wince because that definitely hurt.
Louis falls to the floor and yells.
“I’ve been hit!” he says dramatically. I run over to him and grab his head.
“Lou man, stay with me, don’t go into the light!”
“Haz? Is that you? I-I’m cold” Louis closes his eyes.
“No!!!!” I yell throwing my fist in the air.
This means war.
Via’s POV
“Louis’ can’t play” Niall says coming over to our side.
I look at Perrie who looks at us nervously.
“Oh no! I didn’t mean to kick him I was trying to go over him” she says looking at Louis who is being dragged to where Dani is sitting by Zayn and Harry.
“Since we don’t have a player you shouldn’t either” Niall says.
“But then it would be 3 against 4 that’s hardly fair!” Eleanor exclaims.
“Its okay guys, I’ll go I did hurt Lou after all.” Perrie says walking off.
“Yeah, by the way thanks for that Per, he’s going to be complaining the whole time”
“Sorry”
I turn to look for Dani.
“Danielle! You’re not being a very good referee” I yell
“Sorry!” she calls back
“But I’m feeling a bit woozy”
“Are you okay babe?” Liam asks always worried about his girlfriend.
“Yeah just tired” Danielle responds.
“Are we going to continue with the American football?” Kimberly says glaring at Niall.
Awkward.
“Yeah c’mon guys!” Zayn calls.
We all fall into formation and I smirk at Harry before signaling Kimberly.
She distracts Harry while I swoop up and tackle Zayn.
The ball goes flying and Eleanor catches it.
She’s a bit stunned that she caught it because she’s been missing for the first few times.
“I got it? I got it!”
“Run El!”
Unfortunately those model legs aren’t fast enough and Liam scopes her up.
“El you could have gotten that one!” I yell at her as we go back into our formation.
“Sorry, I just got excited.”
I roll my eyes and get ready to play again.
This time I was the distracter while Kimmy gets the ball and run. Elanore and I block the guys so Kim could run across the tile floor to where Dani, Louis and Perrie are, aka the finish line.
“Wait, where’s Niall?” I ask quickly looking around.
“Over there!” El says.
I look to see Niall speed towards Kim and grab her by her waist.
“FUCK!” Kim yells. She hits a laughing Niall a few times before she throws the ball at his chest.
Kim goes to sit by the others.
I look at Eleanor.
It’s 2 against 4.
-
“Go blue team you can do it beat their asses!” Louis chants.
“Way to be supportive boo” Eleanor calls out annoyed.
“Via, I’m tired and sweaty; can’t we just raise the white flag?”
I look at her in disbelief.
“No Eleanor! They won the last one. I have to at least win my game.”
She sighs and gets into position.
“Just distract them while I get the ball.”
“Okay”
Danielle yells for us to start and I run, not to the ball but to the field where I already see Niall and Harry running too.
Liam picks Eleanor up signaling her out of the game. She squeals happily.
Traitor.
Zayn throws the ball and it goes flying towards me but I also know the others are by my side. I see Niall next to me and duck, letting him catch the ball.
Once he turns around to run I grab his shirt and trips him to the ground, he groans as the ball rolls off.
I quickly get it then sprint to the finish line.
“C’mon Via you can do it!” The girls shout.
I run as fast as I can, feeling my legs starts to go wobbly after all the activity.
“Get her Harry!” Zayn yells, who sounds close.
Fuck, if Zayn’s close then Harry must be on my ass.
Suddenly I’m in the air but before he can fully grab me, I throw the ball towards the girls.
Kimberly catches it and yells, “SAFE!”
“WRONG!” Louis shouts.
“She didn’t get to the finish line!”
“But she threw the ball over the finish line” El say sticking her tongue out at her boyfriend.
“We win!” Perrie shouts.
Danielle confirms our win and Louis sighs dramatically.
“Harry, can you put me down now?” I ask still on his shoulder.
“Nah I like you up here, I have a nice view of your arse”
I slap his chest and he laughs, putting me down.
“You’re good” Zayn says shaking my hand.
“Thanks, you guys weren’t bad either”
“Where’d you learn how to run like that?” Liam asks curiously.
“I’m in shape and I can’t even run like that” he says panting slightly.
I can see that, from the beginning Liam took his shirt off and all that was there were muscles and six packs.
I don’t tell them how when I was younger I had a lot of practice due to certain situations I was put in hat required me to run for my life. Instead I say, “I took track in high school”
They nod excepting my explanation.
-
“You know, that was pretty sexy back there” Harry says to me.
I’m in the shower getting cleaned up and he’s just in the bathroom.
“Yep well ya know, track certainly came in handy”
“Mmhm”
“Can you pass me the towel Har?”
“Sure”
I reach my hand out to take the towel from Harry but he doesn’t budge.
“Uh you can let go now”
“I know I just like the fact knowing you’re naked behind this curtain.”
I laugh and finally get a grip on the towel.
“I like the fact knowing you’re naked under your clothes” I say back. I dry off and wrap the towel around me, stepping out of the tub to see Harry already half naked.
“Don’t be a smart ass”
“My ass can’t be smart” I say sticking my tongue out at him.
I try to pass him but he slaps my ass.
I whip around and playfully punch his arm.
“No, but it is fit”
“Uh…thanks?”
“Fit means hot, good” he says further explain.
“Oh, is it a British term?”
“Yeah”
“Now I understand why it doesn’t make sense”
“It does make sense” Harry says defending his mother tongue.
“Whatever you say babes”
I go to our room and start to pick out my clothes, today we’re going to the lake. Although I’m not sure about getting in a lake, I’ll bring my bathing suit because after today’s game, I know Louis is going to want to get back at me somehow.
I put on my bathing suit then my clothes, and then I sit down on the bed so I can apply my sun screen. Don’t want to get a sun burn now.
As I’m rubbing the lotion in to my legs, Harry comes out the shower with his towel draped extremely low on his waist, showing his taunt V- cut.
Fuck, why does he give me feels? I haven’t had feel since my crush on Justin Timberlake and I didn’t even know I had feels at the time.
“You are just walking sex, Styles”
Harry chuckles and quickly puts his boxers on but with his towel still wrapped around him, after that’s done he discards the towel and continues dressing.
-
We all take the short walk from the cottage to the lake and settle our towels and such by the water.
“I’m hungry” Niall whines looking at us with puppy eyes.
Kim and I roll our eyes going into our bags; we pull out some chips to distract Niall.
“You guys are amazing thanks Vianna!” he says happily eating the BBQ chips.
“Kimberly actually said we should bring snakes since you guys, emphasize on you, might be hungry” I say fixing my towel.
Niall says nothing and continues eating.
“No thank you?” Kimberly asks annoyed.
Uh oh.
“Thanks” Niall spats then goes to sit by Zayn and Perrie.
“Oh uh okay, I take it you didn’t talk to him?” I ask my friend who is lying on her back, sun glasses covering her blue eyes.
“He’s a fucking cunt. You know, I could have just let you starve!” she says loud enough for him to hear.
Ah, avoiding my question okay.
Niall ignores Kimmy and that is about the worst thing anyone can do. I already see her face flushing with anger.
“Kim, let’s just have a nice day, no arguing or awkwardness okay? If Danielle and Liam can makeup why can’t you guys?”
“Because Danielle and Liam are in love we’re nothing”
She whispered it, but I know Niall heard by the hurt expression on his face. Clearly, he’s not telling her something.
-
By time 3 rolls around we have successfully played in the water, ate all the snacks we brought, and played stupid games while sitting in a circle. Now we’re all off in our own corner with our boyfriends, or fiancé, or in Niall and Kim’s situation, friends with benefits.
I lay on my stomach flipping through Nylon magazine when Harry comes and lies next to me.
“Whatca doin?” he asks nudging my shoulder.
“Reading. Well, sort of. Looking at pictures”
“Oh”
“Yup”
“You should do something else” he says whispering in my ear.
A chill runs down my spine; I know exactly what he’s thinking.
I’ve come to know that whenever Harry whispers in my ear it means he wants to kiss.
I turn my head a little, not kissing him but our lips are just inches apart.
The sun is hitting us at a perfect angle, warming my back while casting a glow over Harry.
It makes his dark hair look lighter and his eyes look almost blue.
Why must his eyes have different colors? Stick to one mother fucking color damn it!
“Harry” I whisper as he gets closer
“Via” he grins before kissing me.
I don’t even care that our friends are surrounding us; they’re probably doing the same with the respectable other.
Harry’ hand snakes around my neck and I turn around so he is now lying on top of us.
His hands trail up and down my sides, sending fire wherever he touches. Unfortunately the fire is quickly put out but a sudden splash of water.
Harry and I look up to see a grinning Niall and Louis with water guns.
“No making out!” Louis shouts before drenching us once again.
Harry barriers his head in my neck and groans.
I laugh and pat his damp head.
“You know I have to get them back now right?” I say to an annoyed Harry.
He groans once again but gets up, helping me also.
“Yeah I know”
“We can do teams!” Perrie says. Zayn and she hand us water guns.
“Where’s Kim and El?” I ask looking around the all of a sudden empty lake grounds.
“They’re with Niall and Louis. It’s war” Zayn says seriously pumping his water gun furiously. I laugh at them and do the same.
“Let’s wet those bitches!”
Harry quickly kisses my cheek and whispers, “That what he says”
I roll my eyes but laugh.
-
Louis, Niall, Kimberly and Eleanor won the water gun fight but we ran to the cabin first and locked them out.
Mwhaha victory is sweet.
We quickly lock the door and laugh at them through the window.
“What are you guys doing?” Danielle asks looking at us.
She and Liam went back a little awhile ago because she wasn’t feeling well again. She’s starting to worry me with all this sickness.
“They won a water gun fight but we locked them out so I guess you could say we’re the winners” I say triumphantly.
Danielle laughs shaking her head.
There’s a bang at the door and we look back to see Niall giving the puppy dogs eyes.
“Zayn! Help me” he whines.
I look at Zayn who looks like he’s about to give in.
“No Zayn! Don’t give into his Irish charm!”
Harry laughs and opens the door.
Louis runs in and pounces on me.
“NO! Harry you traitor!” I yell trying to deflect Louis kisses.
“Harry help me, I’m melting!”
“Remember, he was my boyfriend first” Louis says planting a sloppy kiss on my forehead.
I groan annoyed and kick him off.
“Eleanor! Control your man!”
“If he’s distracted with you, he won’t bother me” she says while ringing the water out her hair.
Louis gasps and quickly runs to his girlfriend giving her an equally discussing sloppy kiss on the neck.
She squeals and trys to push him away.
“I’ll never forget you baby” he says giving her a gentle kiss.
Okay, that was kind of sweet.
Still pouting because my plan has failed, I sit on the couch with my arms cross with a laughing Liam.
“Are you mad at me?” Harry asks amused coming to stand in front of me.
“Yes” I say like a child.
“I can make it all better” He says picking me up.
I’m shocked and quickly wrap my arms around his neck, scared he might drop me.
“If I fall you’re so dead, Styles” I hiss at him as he walks up the stairs to our room.
“I would never let you get hurt babe” Harry says kicking the door open and dropping me on the bed.
I squeal and try to scoot away from him but he grabs my legs and slides me under him.
“You said you wouldn’t drop me!”
“I said I wouldn’t hurt you” he says smirking.
“You little-“
“Bundle of joy? Best boyfriend in the world?” he says still smirking.
“I was going to say prick”
He pouts and I laugh. I pull on his shirt so he can become eye level with me.
I kiss him then mumble against his lips, “It’s okay you’re my little prick”

Notes

I can't believe I'm already on chapter 16! when i first started i was just hopping people would like the idea. You guys are amazing.

This is just another fun one before everything get's serious.

What Via wore the the lake
And her bathing suit
What Via wore playing soccer/ football