I can't believe it's Wednesday already, I'm shitting myself about Friday considering I haven't actually made any plans for mine and Riley's date yet.

It's 2 fucking days away and I have zero ideas.

Google hasn't helped at all.

It has given me too many cheesy shit ideas and I would look feel like a total dick if I did any of them.

Thinking of Riley, she hasn't shown up to school today and I don't know why.

Maybe she is sick.

Should I text her?

"Dude, what do you want to do tonight? Niall nudges me snapping me out of my thoughts.

"What?" I question.

We had plans tonight?

"It's Narry date night." he raises his eyebrows and a small smile appears across his face.

"I don't know what the fuck a Narry is but that doesn't sound like something I would be interested in." I groan.

"Niall and Harry equals Narry."

"Why Narry? Why not Hiall?" I joke.

"Narry sounds better, no?"

"Dude, they both sound stupid."

"Mr Styles, keep it down!" Miss Harper shouts causing me to roll my eyes.

"So what are we doing?" Niall continues asking me.

"I don't know. I didn't even know we had plans. What do you want to do?"

Niall holds his hand up-to his chest pretending to be hurt. "I can't believe you Styles. How could you forget our date. Now I know how all the other girls feel."

"Shut up you dick." I say causing him to laugh.

"Mr Horan?" Miss Harper shouts again.

"Yes beautiful, how can I please you today?" Niall winks at her and now I'm laughing.

Loud.

"Oh you think this is funny do you Mr Styles?"

I don't say anything as I'm trying to calm my laughing fit down.

"Well both of you can see me in detention after school." she says sternly and hands us detention slips.

"Well done." I groan.

"Me? You were the one laughing like a fucking hyena."

I don't laugh like that.

Do I?

"Ooo Narry detention. High five me." he holds his hand up but I reject him.

"Oh fine then. Guess who won't be getting sex later?" He jokes and turns his back on me.

...

Luckily for us Miss Harper had to leave early for an emergency so we got out of detention earlier then expected.

"Holy shit dude, look how hot those girls are over there." Niall says pointing over to a table behind me.

"Dude stop pointing." I tell him.

This guy has no chill I swear.

Niall wanted to grab a few beers and I wanted to get some food, so we came to a mutual decision to come to  O'Neils.

O'Neils looks like a rundown little shack more than a bar. We have been coming here since we were 15. The only place where the food is good enough and they don't ask for I.D.

We have been here for like 5 minutes and he is already scoping out the place.

I casually look behind me to see the girls he is talking about.

I shrug my shoulders "Not bad I guess."

"Not bad? Are you feeling alright H? They are smoking hot. Especially the blonde one."

"I've seen better."

Riley is a million times better.

We order some food and a couple of beers.
Every time I look up at Niall he is staring over at the girls behind me.

"Dude stop staring, its creepy and weird." I proceed to tell him as I take a bite of my burger. "No girl is going to want a guy who looks at her like a serial killer."

"Shut up, I don't look creepy."

"If you say so mate." I scoff.

"I'm going over there and you are coming with me." He tells me.

"Oh am I?"

"Yep, need some of that Styles sex appeal."

"You don't need my help mate. You have an Irish accent. That's all you need. You can get a girl into bed by just saying hello."

Even though that must have made his ego a million times bigger it was the truth. Girls love an Irish accent.

Although they love a British accent more. I remember me and Niall went out to a bar one night and he challenged me to pick up a girl, pretending to have a British accent.

Not trying to blow my own trumpet or anything but my accents are pretty spot on so it was an easy challenge for me. I got 4 girls numbers and I also got laid so it was a pretty decent night.

From then on he has challenged me to do a lot of stuff and we turned it into a game for whenever we went out.

I almost feel like Barney from how I met your mother.

But not as cool.

"Dude? I think it's challenge Styles time." Niall says rubbing his hands together like he is coming up with some evil genius plan.

Oh great here we go.

"Not tonight man." I shake my head, not feeling up-to whatever shit he has planned for me.

"Just hear me out."

"Fine." I sigh loudly tossing my napkin onto my now empty plate.

"You have to try and get the brunettes number without even talking." he grins.

"How the fuck am I meant to do that?" I question.

There's no way I'm going to able to pull of this shit.

I'm good. But I'm not that fucking good. That isn't going to work.

"Use your amazing good looks."

He is right I am fucking good looking.

I'd like to thank my parents for that.

"We can pretend you are mute around women, you know like raj from the Big Bang theory." he jokes.

"Oh yeah because that's not going to make me look like a fucking weirdo."

How does he even come up with these ideas. I swear most of the time he just makes me look like a dick for his amusement.

I'm not even sure I want to go over there anyway.

I don't want to ruin things with Riley even before anything has began.

And I don't doubt for a second Niall won't bring it up in the near future.

"So Styles, are we doing this or what?"

I down the rest of my beer, I'm going to need more drinks if I'm going to get through this shit.

"Fine, challenge accepted."

A/N sorry about this shitty chapter.

Just give you an idea of what it's like when Niall and Harry go out.

What will Riley think?

Are we looking forward to Harry and Riley's date night? I know I am.

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