7. Niall's P.O.V
N. "I was umm... thinking"
LT. "What kind of 'stuff' ?"
N. "You are one nosey person, you know that? I was thinking about something me and Harry were talking about this morning."
LT. "What were you talking about?"
N. "God dang Louis, we were talking about how I was thinking that he might be" I saw Harry shaking his head no but I just continued.
N. "We were talking about how I was thinking that he might be sick and I don't really feel like getting the flu in Paris."
LT. "Ahh, well you could have just said that."
I just glared at him and kept on walking to the lunch room. Nuair a fuair mé ann, a chonaic mé ar an mbarra is áille de bhia i feicthe riamh!
Sorry when I get excited I speak Irish. I meant when I got their I saw the most beautiful bar of food i have ever seen!
N. "Is é sin an barra is áille de bhia atá feicthe agam riamh!"
Lt. "What the heck? What language are you speaking in german?"
Lp. "If you have forgotten he is Irish, dumb bell. When he get's excited he speaks Irish."
H. "What is little Nialler blushing for?" Harry smirked.
Lt. "Nialler? What are you 2 best friends all of a sudden?"