Lily, a 17 year old, isnt really the most popular kid around. She only has one friend who is by her side all the time. She has had a huge crush on the most popular kid in her school, Louis Tomlinson, for a while now but she just cant give this crush up. She knows nothing will happen between them, or so she thought


9. That was close

Louis POV

I was waiting outside by her car. I can't Waite to see her again and pick on her. It's always fun to mess with her. She just lets me and doesn't stand up for herself, almost like she's afraid of me. Wait why is that a good thing? Ugh, I'm confusing myself again. Just shut up Louis and wait for her. * five minutes later and she still hasn't come! What's taking her so long, again? It's not like she has any friends to go to. Oh wait, doesn't she have a brother? Well, I doubt she would stop to see him before she left school cause she's gonna see him when she gets home right? Okay so, what to do.. What to do... Gosh there's noting to do when you wait on people. It's not my fault she's slow! I was here first. Hah! I beat her to the car! FISRT PLACE GOES TO LOUIS -THE TOMMO-TOMLINSON! * 10 minutes later of occupying myself with my amazing mind I swathe beautiful bold hair and amazing blue eyes I was waiting for. Her hair falls perfectly on her shoulders and her eyes compliment her face perfectly. She was just so beauti- LOUIS WHAT ARE YOU SAYING! No, her eyes are uglier than a gorilla and her hair looks Iike a rats nest. That's much better.
"Why are you late again?" I asked erasing the thoughts in my mind.
"I uh.. Was just walking slow?" She hesitated. Okay? What was that about? Something up! Oh well. We got in her car and drove off.

Lily's POV

He almost caught me. Louis Tomlinson almost found out that i cut my self. Good thing, I think, he believed me.
Once we got to my house, we went to my room and studied a bit before going down stairs.
"I'm hungry, got any food for me?" He asked.
"Um, I can cook something." I said.
"Oh, what can you cook?" He asked
"Spaghetti, hamburgers, chicken, past-" he cut me off.
"Just make some chicken. It will be easy for you." Okay? Sence when does he care if things are easy for me? Whatever. I just got out the chicken you cook In the oven and popped them in. There was an awkward scilence before Louis managed to talk.
"Your house is so big!" He exclaimed
"Thanks?" Why is he being o nice all the sudden?
"No problem" just then the oven clicked, saying the chicken was ready. I pulled it out and out five strips on each of our plates we had set out.we began to eat in scilence and when we finished I asked of he wanted to go home. He shook his head saying 'no'
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