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Imagine you’re at Niall’s house and te both feel really bored.
“What the hell shall we do now?” Niall screams. He is lying on the divano on his back and his head rests on his hands. You’re sitting on the floor, browsing this stupid magazine about cars.
“Why do te even have this?” te sigh, and te throw it away.

“I don’t know”, Niall says tiredly, as he yawns.
Suddenly te catch sight of a cooking magazine.
“Wait”, te say and te stand up, after stretching yourself a little bit. te take the cooking magazine from the tavolo and look at its cover.
“Niall? I know something...

te felt Harry staring at te and te couldn’t help but giggle, “What?”

He shook his head, “I just can’t believe it.”

You laugh, “Why? I mean, look at him…he is beautiful. Plus, he is always so nice to me.”

“Yeah, but I never thought te were one of the type of girls to like Niall.” He said, “To be honest, I pictured te as the Zayn o Louis type of girl…or even my type of girl.”

You chuckled, “You?”

Harry nodded shrugiling, “Yeah, why not?”

“No offence Harry… but I could never picture myself liking you.”

He scuffed, “Wha- why not? I am likeable.”

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