Chapter 2
@grasshoppertommo: hey @grasshoppertommo: helloooo @grasshoppertommo: hoes wya @grasshoppertommo: i feel so abandoned????
I look up from my phone, offering a wry glance at Niall, who was pointedly pouting. “Niall, I’m literally sitting across from you,” I said, raising an eyebrow.
“Yeah, but I want to talk to Liam or Zayn,” he muttered, shutting off his phone and setting it in his lap, crossing his legs. “Fuck, I’ll even settle for Will.”
“Then why did you invite *me* over?” I asked, my tone level.
“Because I’m hungry, Harry!” Niall whined, sticking his bottom lip out and crossing his arms.
I sighed, standing up from the worn, ripped couch. Niall’s eyes lit up as I moved towards the kitchen. He bent down to scoop up his cat on the way, but the cat swatted at him, claws extended. Niall cursed, setting the animal back down.
“That cat is Satan himself,” he grumbled, touching the scratches on his arms.
“Maybe if you didn’t name him ‘Nando’s’ he’d like you better,” I chuckled, opening the refrigerator and scanning its contents. “What do you want to eat?”
Niall hummed, settling onto a stool behind the kitchen island. “Chicken and waffles.”
Silently, I began gathering the ingredients, pulling them from the fridge and setting them on the counter, then turning to the cabinet for waffle components. I started preparing everything, and Niall laughed.
“What’s so funny?” I asked, continuing to stir the waffle batter.
“Group chat,” he said, a grin spreading across his face. “Zayn is so fed up with Liam, it’s hilarious.”
“What? Why?” I frowned, moving on to prepping the chicken.
“You know, Liam is just so oblivious to everything, and Zayn is trying to explain… it’s just amusing.”
“What is he explaining?” I asked, and Niall sighed dramatically.
“Geez, this must be what Will felt like yesterday. It’s just question after question, isn’t it?”
“I could burn your entire house down right now,” I threatened lightly, raising an eyebrow at the lad.
“I wouldn’t try that, Curly.” He said, a smile playing on his lips. He returned to his phone, the smile widening. I rolled my eyes and returned my attention to the food. As the chicken sizzled in the pan, I pulled the waffle iron from its shelf and poured the batter into it.
“Shit, shit!” Niall cursed, his fingers flying across his device.
“Is Louis online?” I asked, pulling my phone from my back pocket and checking for Twitter notifications. Nothing.
“No, but we got new pap pics.” He grimaced, and I smiled.
“Really?” I opened Instagram, scrolling down the page instantly landing on the new pictures of Louis. And Taylor Swift.
“Ugh, what’s he doing with her?” Niall scoffed, frowning at his phone.
“Picking her up from the airport, I think.” I swiped through the photos: Louis greeting Taylor with a hug, carrying her bag, and her climbing into his car. I closed Instagram and opened Twitter instead.
@randomaccount1: new pap pics omg, are they together? @randomaccount2: ok but they’re so hot together @randomaccount3: [replying to @randomaccount3] right? #laylor @randomaccount4: look, louis' holding her bag for her! its a signnnnn
“Bullshit,” Niall said, his voice flat.
“I agree,” I said, pulling the waffle out of the iron and refilling it with batter. I transferred the chicken from the pan onto a plate next to the waffle and handed it to Niall, who beamed and instantly started inhaling the food.
I opened Twitter and headed to the group chat.
@hedgehoglou: did you see the new pap pics? @backtoyoufool: bichhh of course we did @toystorylou: yep, I did @backtoyoufool: it's been a while since we got new pictures @hedgehoglou: yess true @toystorylou: we did just get the bty music video though @hedgehoglou: which is art @backtoyoufool: agreed @grasshoppertommo: louis looks good in the new pictures
“Have you seriously finished eating already?” I asked, slapping my forehead as Niall nodded and wiped his face with his sleeve.
“Can I have some more?”
“Get it yourself. The chicken is in the pan and another waffle is almost done.” He whined, but stood up to get himself another plate. I sat on the stool next to his and leaned against the counter.
@backtoyoufool: taylor looks good too tho @hedgehoglou: oh, you like taylor? @backtoyoufool: she's ok @backtoyoufool: i totally ship it thooooo @toystorylou: really? @hedgehoglou: why? @backtoyoufool: idk its just cute like @backtoyoufool: he opened the door for her and carried her bag for her @toystorylou: isn’t that just chivalry though? @backtoyoufool: i mean yeah but @backtoyoufool: idk man i just ship it @hedgehoglou: k
Niall set a plate down in front of me and returned to his stool.
“Thanks,” I said, smiling at him. He hummed, resuming his eating. I picked up my fork and cut into the waffle.
@pastellouis: haayyyyyyyyy @grasshoppertommo: that was gaayyyyyyyyyy @pastellouis: shut it irish elf @backtoyoufool: oh hiiii Will @toystorylou: heyo @hedgehoglou: heyy @pastellouis: what are you hoes up to @grasshoppertommo: HARRY IS AT MY HOUSE @hedgehoglou: i can confirm @pastellouis: are you fucking or @backtoyoufool: IJOLSIFJ:OWIRUWRU(#RU{Q)(RYIURQP#RN @toystorylou: or what? @grasshoppertommo: william IDJF:OIWJF 09ru@*)YT HGIFJSD @hedgehoglou: ...no @grasshoppertommo: we're eating lmfao @pastellouis: eating who? @grasshoppertommo: sToOoOoOOoOOOOpPPpPpPPP @toystorylou: i dont get it @backtoyoufool: its ok liam you dont want to @hedgehoglou: this just got super awkward im literally sitting right next to him @pastellouis: sorrynotsorry @pastellouis: niall did you burn the house down @grasshoppertommo: no harry cooked @grasshoppertommo: hE mAdE cHiCkEn AnD wAfFlEsSsSsSSSsSs @toystorylou: how nice @grasshoppertommo: plus i wouldn't burn the house down im just too lazy to cook for myself @pastellouis: husband material11!!!!11!11!!1111211!!!!!1!11!2!!! @grasshoppertommo: bitch at least i can make pancakes @pastellouis: excuse me i make great pancakes @grasshoppertommo: k @backtoyoufool: can i come over i want chicken and waffles @toystorylou: me too @grasshoppertommo: ya'll don't know where i live @backtoyoufool: idk niall snapchat has exposed your location @grasshoppertommo: fCKCKCCKC @toystorylou: just turn your location off, silly @grasshoppertommo: liam that's lame @toystorylou: k have fun getting stalked and murdered i couldn't care less @pastellouis: damn liam @grasshoppertommo: OUCH OKAY @grasshoppertommo: BUUTTTT if you feel like driving like @grasshoppertommo: idk @grasshoppertommo: 1900 miles to washington then go ahead @grasshoppertommo: food might be cold tho @hedgehoglou: though it's more likely that niall inhales the entire fridge before you arrive @pastellouis: ???????????? @grasshoppertommo: that hit too close to home @hedgehoglou: sorry @toystorylou: guys wait @toystorylou: the sun just posted a new article @pastellouis: oh great @pastellouis: my favorite people @hedgehoglou: what's the article on @toystorylou: "#laylor? back-to-you-singer louis tomlinson 's new relationship with taylor swift shocks fans!" @grasshoppertommo: fan-fuckin-tastic
“The Sun can suck my dick,” Niall muttered under his breath as he opened the newspaper’s webpage. Sure enough, there on the front, was the Louis Tomlinson-Taylor Swift article. I clicked on the link for Niall and leaned in to see.
We read in silence, not speaking a word even when we’d both finished.
I closed out of the group chat and composed a new tweet.
@hedgehoglou: so, holding the door open for a woman, or carrying her bag for her means you’re dating her? i’m pretty sure that’s just called be kind and chivalrous.
I locked my phone and slipped it into my pocket, standing up from the counter.
“Niall, I’m gonna head home.” The blonde looked up from his plate of food to meet my eyes.
“You can sleep over if you want,” he offered, wiping his face on his sleeve again. I shook my head.
“I have work tomorrow. Thanks, though.”
“Aight, drive safe.” He smiled and waved goodbye. I walked out the front door to my car, unlocking it and climbing in. I set my phone in the cup holder, and it vibrated intensely as I pulled out of Niall’s driveway, but I decided to ignore it.
I reached my apartment and parked outside, taking the keys from the ignition and putting them back into my pocket.
Louis must be on Twitter again, I thought as I picked up my phone and closed the car door. I unlocked the front door and took off my shoes, sitting down on the couch and unlocking my phone.
I had 789 new Twitter notifications.
My heart started to beat faster, and my hands started to shake as I opened the app and entered the group chat.
@grasshoppertommo: HARRY OMG @toystorylou: HARRY CONGRATS @backtoyoufool: luckkyyy????????
No, I don't believe it.
I exited the group and checked my notifications.
I had 452 new retweets and 337 new likes. But most importantly, at the top of the list: · Louis Tomlinson liked your tweet: so, holding the door open for a woman, or carrying her bag…
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harry :') my dog keeps jumping onto the table to try and get my tea how did you like this chapter? please tell me if you caught any mistakes, i never write in first person :') anyways, see you next week!
my love always, shelby x instagram: @rainbowlouuu