"Trust me, love," Harry winked at me and I blushed and looked back at Niall who was trying to conceal his smirk.
"If nothing else, it’ll be a good time, babe," Niall added and I felt my teeth sink into my bottom lip. I didn’t know who to look at more. Their white t-shirts fitting them perfectly, sleeves rolled up to reveal arms that I desperately wanted to drag my nails down. I imagined the glances and quiet, private laughs they’d exchange the next day. The secret only the two of them would be privy to.
"What time are you picking me up then, lads?"