Chances ? n.h

Tate had been hanging out with Zayn, Niall, Louis, Liam, and Harry a lot. Liam and Niall were over every other night. My parents liked all of them. There wasn't anything new going on in my life besides school, school and yet more school. The March weather was beginning to get better, still painstakingly chilly.

I couldn't complain about anything at my new school, or my new home. School was going as good as it could. I was making some of the best marks I've ever made.

I was sitting at lunch with Brad and his girlfriend Renée. Where Brad and Renée were having a heated debate about some concert that Brad didn't want to attend. "Fine, I'll find someone else!" I hear Renée say as she turns to face me with a pout. "You'll find someone," I smile, taking my spoon of ice cream to my lips.

Renée complains for the rest of lunch. Once lunch is over I finally make it to my last class of the day. Creative Writing, not required but one of my favourite things to do was write so it seemed important. I sat down in my normal seat, at the front. "London could I speak to you for a moment?" Mr. Pie says and I nod standing from my spot.

"Yes, sir?" I ask looking at him, I'm nervous. "I wanted to hand your short story back," a smile illuminating his features. "Thank you," I say with a smile. "This is one of the best I've read in a long while," he says and hands it to me. I walk back to my seat and get ready for our next writing prompt. I sit and write about what I think the theory of life consists of. We have a debate, which we do everyday even though it's Creative Writing.

After we have a forty-five minute debate on the exact same thing as the prompt we're dismissed. It's three o'clock and I'm ready to go home and relax. I grab my bag, swinging it over my shoulder. I take my phone from my desk and check to see my notifications in which I had two text messages from Tate. I looked at them;

Tate: The lads are coming over mum and dad will be late again.

Tate: is that okay? mum said yeah!

I figure that if I don't reply he'll know I mean it's okay. I walk out of the classroom and out the side door. "London! Wait up," I stop in my tracks as I hear Brad approach. I turn around and look at him with a smile, "Hey! what's up?" I smile and push my bag slightly more up my shoulder. "Could you help me with Chemistry One tonight?" he nervously ask while scratching the back of his neck. "Of course! We can go to mine?" I ask with a smile and start to walk towards my car. He just follows me and doesn't say a word. We both get in my car and Brad starts playing with my radio. "Hey this is that band Renée is in love with," he says, rolling his eyes.

I start to laugh, "seriously?" I ask and he just nods. It doesn't take that long to get home. Neither of my parents cars were in the driveway, there was a black Land Rover. We both exit the car and I grab my bag, slinging it once again over my shoulder. "Who's here?" Brad questions, with a confused face. "Tate's friends he met at the park a few weeks ago," I shrug and walk up the front steps. I dig my key out of my bag and slip it into the keyhole.

"I'm home!" I yell as I enter the house. "London!" I hear a chorus of voices come from the kitchen. "Hey lads," I smile and nod to them. I sit my keychain down on the small wooden table in our small foyer and take off my shoes. I look at Brad who looks as though his eyes may pop out of his head. "What's wrong?" I say, confused. Brad just shakes his head, "I'm going up to your room!" I just nod and let him. I look back to the boys and they all shrug, "what's up?" I say walking over to them. "Just eating," Liam says pushing a peanut between his lips. "Tate! Where is Ryan?" I say and yawn, "upstairs!" he smiles.

I tell the boys I'll talk to them once Brad leaves, and walk up the stairs. I walk down the hall to my small brothers room to see him sitting on the bed playing with his hot wheels cars. "Hi buddy," I smile, he gives me the brightest smile I've ever been given. "I'll be in my room if you need me okay?" he nods and I walk down to my room.

I sit down on the bed next to Brad who has his chemistry book on the bed next to him. "So what do you need help with exactly?" I say and run my fingers through my hair. "Balancing chemical reactions," he frowns, "it just doesn't make sense!" I look at him and nod, I get up and grab a pen from my desk. We sit in my room for a good forty-five minutes before I hear a loud crash from downstairs. "Niall I can't believe you just did that," I hear a very frantic Harry from downstairs. I look to Brad, raising my eyebrow. "I'll be right back," I say and quickly get up leaving Brad to figure out the equation I had left him.

As I get downstairs I see all six boys looking down at the floor. "Um guys....?" I say as I step foot into the kitchen. "Oh hey London," Zayn says and smiles, showing off his pearl white teeth. "What'd Niall do?" I say while raising an eyebrow in confusion. "I dropped Harry's food in the floor, I'm sorry!" Niall says with a small frown. I throw my head back in laughter, "wow Niall," I shake my head slightly letting my laughter die down.

"I'm trying to help Brad try not to do anymore stupid things," I smirk and walk back up the stairs and to my room. "Everything okay down there?" he asks before I take my previous spot on the bed next to him, nodding. "Okay so how would you balance this equation?" I say as I write the equation down on his paper. My phone screen lights up a few seconds later with a text message.

Josh Cullen: Hey babe. Everyone misses you! Why can't you just come back? loads of love x

I couldn't help but smile, Josh had been one of my first friends in primary school. I missed Ireland deeply.

London: Hiii. I miss everyone as well! I wish I could I miss everything. x love you!!!

I frown at my screen until I look back down at Brad who has successfully solved the equation. "Yes that's right," I smile and clap my hands. Me and Brad continue this for an hour more before he says that Renée is on her way to pick him up. Once Brad had left I walked down the stairs. All the boys including Ryan were sitting in the kitchen eating. "Did you save me some?" I said raising an eyebrow, giggling. Maybe just maybe they had pulled through. "Yes! I made you macaroni and cheese!" Niall says with a huge grin from ear to ear.

"Thank you sweets," I smile and walk over grabbing the bowl that Niall had sitting on the counter. I sit down in the chair next to Zayn, smiling at him. "How are you?" he says and take the spoon full of macaroni and cheese to his mouth. "I'm good tired, and I also have a big English paper to write tonight it's due Thursday," I groan, Zayn looks at me a frowns slightly.

"I can't help but Niall's good at English," I hear Liam say from beside of Harry. Harry looks in Niall's direction and wiggles his eyebrows. I look to Niall who's face is now a bright shade of red. "Niall that would be absolutely amazing," I smile in his direction as I take another bite of my food.

After everyone gets done eating and I've tucked Ryan into bed Niall and I head up to my room. I yawn as I pull open my door, the white walls shining still as the sun goes down. I watch as Niall goes straight for my CDs and vinyls. "Heart?" he asks as he picks up the vinyl. I nod and sit down on my bed and grab a pencil from my bedside table drawer. "You like them?" he asks and I nod again. "Sick," he smiles and sits it back down in its original position.

"Okay so I have to write a five page essay on To Kill A Mocking Bird," I groan and sit the book down on the bed. Niall sits down on the bed beside me and takes the book into his pale hands. He flips it open and starts telling me about it with great detail. We sit in my room for thirty minutes, Niall reading off things for me to write down. I hear a small knock on the door that Niall closed due to the others being to loud. "Niall?" I hear the voice of Harry. "Yeah, mate?" he looks down at me a slight frown.

"We have to go," Harry sighs and Niall stands, "I'll come by tomorrow and help?" the blonde asks with a shy smiles. I nod and stand from the bed and he moves closer to me and wraps his hands around my waist in a quick hug.

"Thank you again Niall," I smile and we release from our grip. "I'll see ya tomorrow," he smiles and exits my room.

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