I'm related to who?!

Chapter 11

*Louis's P.O.V*

We saw Niall leave the house. All of us. We didn't bother asking him where he was going. we just continued sitting around watching television acting like nothing is going on.  we were all getting bored of the T.V when Niall called Liam and told him that we all had to get to Meghan's house. after finishing the call he texts Liam the address and we get in the car and drive to her house.

we are all sitting in my living room waiting for the rest of the boys to get here. I've stopped my crying as much as possible but I know ill start again. the boys are gonna want me to tell them what happened.

*knock*knock*knock*

that would be the rest of the boys. I get up to go and answer the door when Zayn stops me.

" just sit down, ill go answer the door."

"thanks."

Zayn answers the door and they all come in to the living room. the rest of the boys take in my appearance and right away....

"Meghan what's wrong?"

" why are you crying?"

"Meghan, talk to me?"

that was all I heard before I started crying again.

I explained to them what happened, and by the end I was a mess. they were all comforting me. it was nice. I needed this. I needed the comfort. I can already feel that were gonna all get really close.

we all decide to watch a movie.

"what movie do we put on?"

"Titanic?"

"no"

"Love Actually?"

"no"

"the expendables?"

"sure"

"alright The Expendables it is."

we put on The Expendables. it is such a good movie. Jason Statham is really hot.

"oh my god."

"what?"

"Jason Statham is really hot!"

"what?" Niall asks all shocked.

"are you jealous Niall?" I asked

"pfft no..."

"hahahaha you are too aren't you?"

"I already said no"

"your jealous. I can tell."

"what? your insane. I'm not jealous." Niall claims while his cheeks are turning rosy red.

"ok whatever you say, red cheeks."

Niall just blushes more.

"you know you being jealous is actually kinda cute...." I say

"really? cause if so ill be jealous more often."

"hahaha ya. you do that." I tell him.

the movie finishes and we decide to play truth or dare.

"whose going first?" I ask.

"I'll go." Zayn offers.

"ok"

"Niall, truth or dare?"

"Truth...."

" is it true that you fancy Meg?"

"Ummm........ Ya..." he whispers.

"what was that. I couldn't hear you." I asked.

" I said ya its true."

"really?"

"ya"

"wow. ok"

"k Niall your turn."

"Meg, truth or dare?"

"truth"

" if you had to chose one lad to date, who would it be?"

"hmmm.... that's a tough one. I would say, Liam.. No. Harry? No. Louis? No. Zayn? Ya.. no. Niall? I would have to say Niall."

"Ummm. Uhhh. Ummm. Uhhhh. Ok...."

"Zayn, truth or dare?"

" dare"

"ok. I dare you to kiss Liam."

he just looks at Liam, Liam and he looks ok, not to scared but not to worried either.

"Ugh just get it done and over with" Liam says.

"ohh it has to be on the lips" I add in.

"WHAT?!" they both say.

"yup. if you don't both of you have to take a piece of clothing off."

"Ugh. fine" they say.

they kiss on the lips and to be honest it was weird.

"Louis, truth or dare?"

"dare."

"I dare you to kiss Meg on the lips."

"Umm. Okay?"

"I guess."

so we kiss and I pulled away like right away cause it felt to weird. Ha.

"Liam, truth or dare?"

"truth. I don't trust you guys right now."

"Hahaha ok. is the script still your favourite band?"

"yup"

"Harry, truth or dare?"

"none. I'm not playing." he huffed.

"geez what crawled into your pants and climbed you ass and  made you pissy." I asked.

"Nothing. just leave it."

" if your gonna be like this you can go somewhere else. I don't accept negativity at all. especially after what I've been trough these past couple of days."

"fine. I'll fix my attitude."

"good. now Harry, truth or dare?"

"truth I guess."

"ok. what's your fucking problem right now? why are you in such a bad mood? you better answer too."

" my problem is that I like you and you like Niall. I see the way you look at each other and it hurts."

"wow. ok. that was intense."

"sorry. you asked what my problem was so I told you."

" it's fine. I'm just glad you got it off your chest."

" oh ok. I'm still sorry."

" ok"