[Btw,in my story Nick is like a skater kid.He's not like he is in real-life.This is all fiction.
Lilly's POV
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We walked up to his room. It was a black & white theme.
"So…You like our music?"
"Well…I'm more of a rock/alternative girl"
"Me too. I mean the rock/alternative bit. I'm not a girl. I'm a boy. This is awkward, maybe you should talk."
I laughed at him. He's pretty funny.
"Okay…I like your hair"
"Thanks. It's pretty darned curly, ain't it?
"Yeah, but that's what makes it so Nick-ish"
"Haha. Yeah…"
We just kept talking about random things like our favourite bands, our birthdays, embarrassing moments and other stuff.
"So, you got a boyfriend?" he questioned me.
"No…You got a girlfriend?"
"Nope…"
"I like your hoodie" he told me.
"Thanks" I said gratefully as I looked at my Paramore hoodie which has 'Riot!' printed all over it.
"Air hockey?" Nick asked me.
"Why not?".We walked over to his air hockey table.
"Loser makes the milkshakes later" he betted me.
"You're on, Curly!"
We played 9 rounds and I won.
"Boy, Lilly, you must have been to air hockey camp 6 summers in a row!"
"Well, actually, I've been 7" I joked.
We walked into the kitchen and Joe was sitting eating popcorn from a bucket.
"Wow" Nick and I said in unison.
"Hey, guys" Joe mumbled with a load of popcorn in his gob.
Nick got the ice cream and milk while I washed the strawberries.
"So, dudes, what school are you going to go to?"
"Seaview High" Joe muttered.
"I go there!"
"I'll be a freshman!" Nick shouted.
"Me too! Well I am a freshman." I yelled excitedly.
"Cool" Joe stated.
I gave the strawberries to Nick and he started to make the milkshakes. The blender whirred. I chuckled at the noise. Nick just smiled at me.
We sat down to have our milkshakes.
I took a big sip and heard Nick sniggering.
"Nice moustache!" he giggled like a little girl.
"Look at yours!"
We just laughed at each others moustaches.
Then the doorbell rang and Kevin answered it.
"Hey, babe."
"Hey, Kevy"