Teenage Dirtbag

Casey was just 18. She did all lot of crazy things

Until she met Louis. He was the same. Except. He has some things hidden.

Can she take it?

Or will she let go?


5. A what?

Casey's P.O.V

Dinner went by fast. Consisting of Louis whispering corny jokes in my ear and my Mum and Louis's Mum talking about this really lame magazine that apparently everyone reads. Louis insisted of helping with the dishes so my Mum made me help. Our hands would touch at times and I could feel butterflies at the pit of my stomach. 


"Well thank you for that lovely dinner!" Louis's Mum gushed to my Mum. She smiled at her and they both hugged. It was quiet awkward actually. Louis and I stood there silently. Our arms brushed whenever I rocked backward on my feet. My cheeks flushed and I looked down. I heard him laugh and I looked up.


"You know you're a lot more cute when you blush." He told me. His left eye dropped into a wink. I rolled my eyes but couldn't help but smile. This boy was very cheeky. 


Louis's Mum told the girls to go wait in the car. All four of ran to the car. I hadn't noticed we were walking out until a gush of wind hit my face and I shivered. 

"Cold?" He asked a smile playing on his lips. His smile was to die for. 

I shook my head and returned the smile he gave me.

"I'm fine." I told him. He shook his head and laughed before taking his jacket. I knew this was going to turn into one of those cliche` movie scenes where the guy gives the girl his jacket because it's raining or cold out. But it was really cute. 


He placed his jacket around my shoulders and I stuck my arms through. I then zipped it up. We walked down the sidewalk by my house. I knew my parents would be a while. They are talkers. 


"I wasn't cold." I lied to him. He just laughed and shook his head.

"So you're telling me that you had goose bumps but you aren't cold?"

I nodded. "Yup."

He chuckled. "Genius.'

I smiled at him as we continued to walk. I felt butterflies around this boy even though I met him just today. It may be cliché but it's true.

"I was thinking.." He trailed off. His eyes landed on me and a cheeky grin played on his lips.

"You were thinking." I said, trying to make him finish his sentence.

He smiled at me. "Maybe we could go one a date sometime."

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