Still Mine

What if someone said something to you, trying to discourage you from following your dreams. Would you give up on that dream? Or would you follow that dream and prove them wrong. What if the person who tired to discourage you came to an event of your dream that is now reality and tried to win you back?

My name is Olivia Wilson, and I know what I'd do.

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11. Chapter 11

Chapter 11

Liv’s POV

I looked up and saw Harry smirking at me from the passenger seat. I should’ve known this would happen. No matter what I saw Niall will bring Harry until I like him again. If he thinks just bringing him places is going to make me like him again then he is far wrong. I was tempted to just get out of the car, but I decided against it, I wasn’t going to let Harry ruin my afternoon with Niall.

I sent Harry a glare hoping to get that smirk off his face, but all he did was chuckle and turn around facing the front.

“Is your seat belt buckled Liv?” Niall asked.

“Yeah,” I mumbled and sat back in my seat and crossed my arms.

“Okay then lets go,” Niall said and began to drive.

The drive was mostly spent with Niall and Harry talking in the front. I was stuck in the back seat pouting to myself. If he was going to invite Harry even after I told him to stop, he could at least let me sit in the front so I could actually get to talk to him. Instead I was watching them talk and joke around while I was just praying for car ride to be over.

Every time I would try to say something I would be cut off by an obnoxious joke or a loud laugh, neither of them acknowledging my existence. I tried not to let it bother me though; they were close friends who were just having a laugh.

After what felt like an eternity he finally arrived at the bowling alley. Once the bowling alley had come into view, I suddenly let all the negative feelings pass. Seeing the bowling alley again for the first time in years just made me smile from the thought of all the memories of when Niall and I were younger.

We practically lived there over the weekends. I remember us always riding our bikes there after school and running inside to the snack bar. We would spend hours bowling and playing in the arcade, the claw machines were our favorite. The claw machines there were awesome because every time you played, it was so easy to win a toy. Niall and I would leave there with at least five new toys each, stuffed in out bike baskets.

Niall parked the car and the three of us started getting out. I unbuckled my seat belt and slid from the middle seat to the left seat and just as I put my hand on the handle of the door, the door was suddenly opened. I looked up and noticed Harry had opened the door. I gave him a weird look, which he just returned with a smile. I’m guessing Niall was making him be nice.

Why was Harry here anyway? Just yesterday he was irritated with me being at the café and now he’s smiling at me and opening my car door. I just let it go, he probably was just being nice to please Niall since I’m here. We walked inside the bowling alley and Niall went to go request a lane, leaving Harry and me alone by the arcade.

“So how’s it going?” Harry asked.

“Do you really care?” I said trying to be somewhat polite about it although I don’t think I was.

“Yes,” he stated.

“Look Niall isn’t over here, you don’t have to keep up this whole ‘nice act.’” I told him.

“It’s not an act,” he told me and I just rolled my eyes at him.

“Sure,” I said sarcastically.

“But-“

“I’m going to the snack bar,” I said cutting him off from whatever he was going to say.

He nodded, and I walked over to the snack bar to get something to eat. I looked at the menu and decided to get something small to start out with. I choose a medium French fries and a small soda. I watch as the girl behind the counter grabbed a bag of French fries and placed a cup under the soda machine then put a lid on it and handed it to me. I gave her the money I owed and grabbed my food and went back to join Niall and Harry.

As I was walking back, I noticed both of them setting up at one of the lanes. I headed over to them and set my food down on the table and sat down.

“Hey Liv, I didn’t know your shoe size so I just guessed. If they don’t fit just change them at the desk.” Niall told me.

“Okay,” I said and grabbed the shoes he was handing out to me.

“It doesn’t really matter what size you get her, these bowling show sizes are all screwed up,” Harry said as he got up and went over to the desk to exchange his shoes.

I took this moment with Harry gone to talk to Niall.

“Why did you invite him?” I asked Niall.

“Okay I know you don’t want him here, but he invited himself.” he told me.

“What?”

“I told him I was going bowling and he wanted to come. I told him that you were coming but he still insisted on coming, and I couldn’t talk him out of it.” he explained.

I sighed in response as Harry came back with a different pair of bowling shoes in his hand. “I hope they fit this time,” he said and sat down to try them on.

“Once Liv and I had to exchange shoes at least four times until we got them to fit,” Niall told Harry and I smile recalling the memory. Niall had ended up with a size three times larger than his normal shoe size.

Niall got up and started typing in our names on to the scoreboard screen as Harry finished tying his shoes. He stood up and moved around in his shoes.

“I think these will work,” he said and came over to the table and sat across from me.

“You never answered my question,” he told me.

“What?” I asked.

“I had asked you ‘how’s it going’ back near the arcade,” he said.

“I did answer,” I tell him while taking a bite of a French fry.

“Not technically,” he pestered.

“Fine then, its going great,” I told him.

“Could’ve done without the attitude,” he joked. I just ignored him and continued eating what was left of my French fries.

“I’m going to get the bowling balls,” Niall told us,

“What weight do you want?”

“It’s fine I’ll get mine,” I said while getting up, but I felt Harry’s hand on my wrist pulling back into my seat.

Niall looked at us a bit taken back before saying, “No its fine Liv, I’ll get them,”

Harry and I both told him what weight he wanted. I ended up telling him two different numbers because I wasn’t sure how heavy each one would be.

Niall went to go get the bowling balls from the racks, leaving Harry and me. I tried my best to ignore Harry’s watch on me as I grabbed another fry.

“Can I have one?” he asked.

“No,”

“It’s nice to share though,” he said cheekily.

“Because you’ve been so nice to me,” I mumbled sarcastically.

“I’m being nice right now,” he said.

“Yeah and its kind of creeping me out,” I told him.

“How?”

“Why are you even attempting at trying to act like you haven’t been cruel to me?” I snapped.

“I-I just thought we could start over,” he said.

“Well you’re going about it the wrong way, trying to act all friendly isn’t going to fix everything” I told him, hoping he realizes that being nice isn’t going to fix everything I wanted an actual apology.

“It would fix everything if you weren’t a stubborn bitch,” he mumbled quietly so I could hardly hear him.

“Excuse me?” I asked making sure I heard him right.

“I said you’re stubborn,” he said louder.

“That’s not all you said,” I told him.

“Well then you obviously heard what I said so why make me repeat myself?” He snapped.

“That’s it,” I said, “I’m leaving,” and I got up to throw away my French fries and drink.

“No wait,” I heard Harry’s voice behind me.

“I’m sorry, but please don’t leave, this really means a lot to Niall,” he urged.

I sighed knowing he was right and went back to sit down at the table.

A few moments later Niall finally came back with the bowling bowls, struggling to carry them.

“Sorry it took so long, it took forever to find the weight I wanted.” he said, and started putting the bowling balls in the ball return.

“I’m amazed I could carry those all at once.” he said. “Guess it pays to exercise,” he said and flexed his muscles making Harry and I laugh.

“Well it seems you both are somewhat getting along,” Niall said cheerfully.

“Yep,” Harry and smiled while I just nodded.

“Great,” Niall said and smiled, then went to the keypad controlling the screen and pressed the button letting the game begin.

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