6. Chapter 6: Pool & Football
I exit his room quickly and go back downstairs. There was a sliding glass door next to the kitchen that led outside. Their backyard was HUGE! They have a pool, a soccer field, a garden, everything! I get in my car a drive home, which takes about 5 minutes.
I run to my room grab my bikini, some shorts, and another tshirt. I also grab a spare change of underwear and bra. I run back to the car and drive to the house. I see niall going crazy looking for me when I open the door. "Oh there you are! Where have you been?" He asks. "Home, I just went I get something." I say walking towards the bathroom to change into my bathing suit. I come back out and ask if he want to jump in the pool with me. He goes upstairs to change and comes back out. We hold hands and count to three. We cannonball into the pool. I come out and flip my blonde hair and he stares. "What?" I ask. He shakes his head. Oh, I think, It's probably that YOU'RE WEARING A BIKINI!! The boys see us through the window and shoot upstairs to change. And run back out to the pool. Zayn sits on a chair near the pool since he can't swim. And El decides to tan for a while. Harry comes out slowly with his trunks on still sleepy. Zayn gets up and walks harry to the pool. Then, out of nowhere, pushes him in. "I'm not tired anymore! You'll pay for that, Zayn!" Harry says. We play chicken fight. I get on Niall's shoulders and Harry gets on Liam's. Harry pushes me back and Niall and I fall back. We laugh it off. Niall takes me to the 6 foot area and takes me underwater. He kisses me for 2 minutes. And we surface up. By now, it's 1:26 and we go have lunch. I make sandwiches for all of us and bring them out. Of course Niall helped. And on every bag, I wrote their names in sharpie, hearting every i. I drew a heart on Niall's bag. And we came out with loads of sandwiches.
We come out and eat our sandwiches and dry off. I change into my shorts and other tshirt and grab a football. With sandwich in hand, I score a few goals and practice shooting. Niall and Louis stand up and we start our own mini game. Niall takes goalie on Louis' team and I am only one on my team. I lose 3-2. The only time I've lost against Niall. "Ha! There you go, Jackson!" He says. "Well.... Good game, horan." I say shaking his hand, "And you too, Tomlinson."