Niall threw on the orange jersey, covering a black undershirt. They both fit him well. He gazed in the mirror at the image of a leaping tiger on the front, that was placed behind an uppercase 'B', covered in tiger stripes. Cincinnati Bengals, his favorite team.
He looked himself up and down in the mirror, the Cincinnati Bengals snap back placed upon his his rustled, blonde hair, the Bengals jersey, the black basketball shorts with the Bengals 'B' in the lower right corner of the shorts, to his black converse. He continued to look in the mirror, flexing his arms to admire his biceps as his best friend Liam came up behind him, laughing at Nial
Niall stomped his left foot on the ground, then stomped his right foot on the ground and spun around, throwin a pointed finger in the air before stopping to turn around behind him at his best friend Liam who was sitting, sprawled out on the couch, watching Niall dance.
NIall was searching for approval. "How 'bout it Liam? Did I do it right?" Niall asked, hands out, looking for approval as Liam thought, putting one hand on his chin. "Niall. I think you need a tad more practice, but other than that, I think you got it down." Liam smiled at him, grtting off the tan couch to demonstrate how Niall should do the dance that Liam had tau
