“Friends?” Nadine almost huffed.

“Yeah, I mean, if you want to?”

“Friends.” She whispered, low enough for Niall to hear.

She slightly smiled, “Yeah,” She mumbled. “Friends.”

“Uh-Great!” Niall almost yelled in excitement.

“Oops, sorry. It's just that I really haven't got a friend for a long time.” He sighed.

With his statement, Nadine felt sorry, but what can she do? She’s exactly the same.

Ever since a little child, Nadine is socially awkward, quite distant. She never really talked to anyone unless she needed to.

And up to this day, she has been really quiet, so she doesn't have any friends, not like she wanted one anyway.

They passed by an ice cream stand and Niall stopped. “Want some ice cream?”

She shook her head, then remembered Niall wouldn't see. “N-No, Thanks.”

‘I’m kinda on a diet.’ She wanted to add, but nothing came out her mouth, besides, it's not like Niall wanted to know.

Niall shrugged and continued walking with Nadine just following.

A couple of guys were playing football (soccer) by the field a few metres away, and their ball went flying and hit Nadine right in the forehead.

She fell on her back, grumbling. “Ow.”

There was a thud, followed by a quick crashing of Nadine's purse into the cement.

"Oh my," Niall finally muttered after some time.

He helped her up so quickly, but sort of struggled.

And just as their skin touched, there wasn't anything out of the ordinary, but they both felt something.

It wasn't distinct, but there was definitely something; like a connection of some sort.

A guy came jogging to their direction just as Niall helped Nadine up. He was tall, well built, and the way he ran was quite funny.

"Oh my gosh, I am so sorry." He says in a slow, deep voice.

Both of them composed themselves, and Nadine looked up, and just as she did, her eyes sparkled.

Now, the first thought that came into Nadine's head was how embarrassing the whole ordeal was and she felt... ashamed of course, and suddenly insecure about her figure.

"Are you okay?" The guy asks again.

Nodding, Nadine slowly gulped as she secretly checked out the tall guy.

Curly, brown hair, menacing dimples, delicate traces of tattoos up his arms, and oh, those amazing green eyes.

But something about him wasn't enough for Nadine. Sure, he was the complete package but, he seemed so out of her "league".

Niall immediately catched up to the conversation and butted in.

"Yeah, she's fine." He mustered, grumbling to himself. He seemed off, and that made Nadine confused.

What's wrong with this guy?

"Well then," The tall guy awkwardly waved at the goodbye.

Nadine watched from the distance as he took the ball and began kicking on it again and started playing with the others again.

"He's hot." Nadine whispers, and nearly jumped when Niall had touched her shoulder.

She had forgotten that Niall was there.

"Hmmp." Niall huffed, Grumpy.

"What was that all about?" Nadine says.

"Huh? Watchu mean?" Niall says, obviously still a bit off.

"You sounded rude." Was all she could mumble. She felt that she doesnt have to say anything long and unnecessary, Afterall, they just met.

"So?" He defended. "Let's go somewhere else."

As soon as he said that, he grab a hold of Nadine's wirst, and carefully tugged her away.

Slowly.

"Was he jealous?" Nadine's head wandered off.

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Cant believe that it took me nearly two months to write this shitty chapter but whatever.

Obviously, harry the banana guy is joing our story soo..... yeah.

Im gonna miss the boys so much......

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