Blinded By You

6 months ago, I lost my eyesight. But life goes on, I attend university in London and one of my best friend's is Niall Horan, from One Direction. But he doesn't know I'm blind. Will he hate me when I tell him? Will he treat me the same? Will I fall for one of his bandmates...

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20. Angry Girls & Twisted Pretzels

Here's the next part! Thank you for all your comments, I love reading them!!

Update probably won't be tomorrow, but the next day. :)

This is dedicated to Lisha_marie who found me on Twitter and told me she loved this story. It was a complete surprise and it made me smile, so thank you. xx

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Kodie’s POV

After ice cream and a very entertaining trip to the toy store, Niall and I returned to his flat. I offered to carry some of the bags, but Niall refused. He took my hand again and we walked together to his door, laughing at our bad singing in the car.

As soon as we stepped through the door, Perrie and Eleanor pounced on me, asking me about 100 different questions at once.

“How was it?”

“Is he nice?”

“What did of him?”

“Did he pay for the meal?”

I held up my hand to stop them. “Don’t talk to me about that arrogant douche ever again.” I hissed. Now that the initial hurt was gone, I was pissed. And a pissed Kodie is not a pretty sight.

“What the hell did he do to you,” Perrie asked, shocked.

Usually, I was pretty mellow about things; but if anybody insulted my friends, family or me, they were going to get hurt. Niall and I were pretty much the same in that aspect even though he wasn’t exactly frightening. I, on the other hand, was a completely different story. You know the saying, “Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned”? Yeah, that basically describes me when I’m pissed off.

“Basically I walked in, sat down, he asked if I was blind, I said yes and he walked out without saying anything,” I summed up.

“Babe, if your mouth stays like that, you’ll catch flies,” I heard Louis say. I smirked; I can just picture their faces, mouths wide open and eyes wide. They probably thought he was going to be a perfect gentlemen; I don’t think those even exist anymore.

“He did what?!” Eleanor screamed.

I winced and covered my ears, “You know, El, I don’t want to be deaf too.”

“Sorry, but I can’t believe he did that to you. I thought he was a nice guy,” Eleanor protested.

“Really? How long did you actually talk to the guy for?” I asked her.

“Uh, not that long,” She replied guiltily.

“Exactly. I’m not trying to make you feel bad, but you can’t judge someone based on first impressions. People can shock you, Tanner being asshole exhibit A.” I replied and they laughed.

“Anyhow, we got some games for game night,” I stated as I followed the sound of voices into the living room.

“When’s game night?” Harry asked.

“Tonight you dimwit,” Niall said, slapping the back of his head.

“Oh since when?” Harry snapped.

“Since tonight! Now stop arguing so I can kick your asses,” I huffed.

Harry started muttering but shut up when I turned to him, eyebrow raised. “So what games did you get?” Liam asked us.

“Twister and Hungry Hippos,” Niall announced. It was quiet and it seemed like they doubted our choices.

“Well, we couldn’t find many games that I would be able to play without much help so this is what we got,” I apologized. “But we are going to make Twister much more interesting.”

“How so?” Liam asked somewhere to my right.

I grinned, but Niall was the one who answered. “We’re going to have partners and the person on the mat is going to be blindfolded.”

“How the hell is this going to work?” Zayn wondered.

I pouted, “Don’t be such a spoilsport. Either it works and it’s awesome or it fails and we end up in a pile.”

“Oh what fun,” He replied.

“Whatever, party pooper, now everyone pick a partner,” I instructed.

I heard a bunch of voices call out names at once and I stood there and jumped when someone tapped my shoulder. “Hey there partner,” Niall said.

“Hey hey,” I replied. “Who is everyone partnered with?”

“Perrie and Eleanor, Zayn and Harry and Louis and Liam,” Niall rattled off.

“Eh, no problem. We got this.” I said.

“Oi! Is that trash talk I hear?” Harry yelled.

“You bet it is because you’re going to lose. It’s only a fact.” I bragged.

“Yeah, we’ll see,” Harry jeered.

I scoffed, “Okay, I am so scared.”

“Alright, break it up.” Liam intervened. “Louis, Perrie, Harry and Kodie to the mat. I’ll be the spinner. And if you happen to knock someone over, it’s considered an out since everyone’s blindfolded.”

“Deal,” we all chorused.

Niall directed me to a side of the mat then stood behind me. Everyone else did the same, but the others blindfolded their partner.

“Right foot green,” Liam called out.

“One step forward,” Niall said. I did as he said and paused waiting for the next move.

“Right hand yellow.”

“Okay, that’s one row away, straight ahead.” Niall told me and I could hear the others telling their partners similar strategies.

Liam called out a few more instructions and it was easy at first, but we were pretty tangled. Apparently, my butt was in Harry’s face and Louis and Perrie were nearly kissing, that’s how close they were. But Louis kept yelling, “Cooties!” until Niall pointed out that he does much worse with Eleanor, which resulted in Niall getting yelled at and punched. Then I had to yell at him to focus because I couldn’t let Harry beat me.  

“Left foot red,” Liam instructed.

“Kodie, it’s all the way on the opposite side; move your foot to the right,” Niall told me.

I carefully picked my foot up and moved it towards the red dot, but on my way I head-butted Louis leg, making him topple over. He fell into Perrie and knocked her over.

“Kodie!” Louis yelled.

I moved my foot until Niall cheered. “My bad, Louis,” I apologized with a grin.

“Hah! Louis got out, Louis got out!” Harry sang.

“Just me and you now, Harry.” I called out. “Don’t worry, I never lose.”

“Don’t be too sure sweetheart,” Harry said from behind my straddled legs. Well, this is extremely awkward.

“Right hand yellow,” Liam said.

“Move your hand to the left and place it directly below your shoulder,” Niall directed me. I did so and managed to keep my balance, unlike Harry who let out a yelp and fell over.

“Yeah! We won! Oh yeah!” Niall cheered and grabbed my waist, picked me up and spun me around. I laughed at him.

“Harry, I told you I always win!” I yelled.

“Yeah, yeah. Whatever,” Harry grumbled.

I stuck my tongue out, “You’re just a sore loser.”

“Yup, that’s me.” Harry stated proudly.

I shook my head. “The other partner want to go?”

“After that, not exactly. That looks like it stretched muscles that aren’t meant to be stretched,” Zayn said. The other murmured in agreement.

“Pssh, you guys are no fun,” I stated. “How’s about a movie? Is that safe enough for you wimps?”

“Hey! Who are you calling a wimp?” Liam asked.

“You,” I stated bluntly.

“My friends, Thunder and Lightening would beg to disagree.” I burst out laughing, I could just picture sweet Liam flexing his muscles trying to look like a body builder.

“Yes, you are my Batman.” I said through my laughs.

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