When Opposites Attract

Scarlett Johansen was a normal 18 year old girl. Well it depends on how you define normal. She's not very popular, she's very shy, and does not like to draw attention to herself. One thing that does make her different is, Scarlett loves to sing. She would love to go pro but the only thing holding her back is her shyness and insecurities but that all changes when she meets her complete opposite. He's known as the funny guy with an outgoing personality of her favorite band, One Direction. When she tries out for a singing competition with her best friend, Aislyn, she meets them but will her self issues cause some trouble for herself in the future? Read on to find out(:


12. Chapter 12

"Well I'm in desperate need of a shower." Chandler called out once we all began to leave Liam's and Niall's room.

"Oi, us boys need to shower first." Niall called out in response.

"Uh ladies first." Brooklyn stated.

"But wait," Cece joined in, "in that case, yeah you guys can go ahead."

All us girls burst into a group of giggles. It hurt to laugh but I couldn't help myself, that was such a perfect trap.

"Whatever, just hurry up, will ya?" Louis called as he walked into his room.

I began to limp into my room to pull out pajamas. The more the night, or day considering the time, went on, the more the pain exceeded. My whole body felt bruised and weak.

I pulled out an old t-shirt and shorts. I looked at the t-shirt and groaned at the huge hole in the back.

"How did this happen?" I mumbled to myself.

"It's my fault, I didn't mean to. I needed to borrow your heels and it kinda hooked on and ripped it." Cece explained when she walked into the room.

I sighed tossing it into the trash bin by the door, "It's alright."

Cece looked around before scurrying out of the room saying she was going to go downstairs.

I decided on borrowing one of Aislyn's t-shirts. I looked through her bag but all I found were nice clothes.

"Where in the world are your shirts, Ais?" I said to myself.

"I threw them all out, they were all ragged."

I turned away from my looking to see Aislyn walking into the room with a towel on her head.

"Well, I don't have any pajama shirts or regular t-shirts, what am I suppose to wear to bed?" I exclaimed throwing my hands up.

"You could always sleep topless, I'm sure the boys won't mind." she winked.

I threw a sock at her and laughed as it smacked her in the forehead. She rubbed it before sticking her tongue out.

"Well, Cece's not tired so she's putting on a movie. If you need help or anything just call."

I gave her a nod before she left the room.

"I mean I could always-- no that's a stupid idea Scarlett." I spoke to myself.

After giving some thought I finally came up with a decision. Throwing my shorts on the floor with a growl I stormed to the Liam's room where all the boys were at the moment.

When I walked in they all looked up at me with the same confused expression. For some reason, it seemed to add more fuel to my fire.

"Do you guys have a t-shirt or something I could borrow?" I asked crossing my arms with a huff.

"A t-shirt?" Louis asked.

"Yes, that's what I said didn't I?"

Louis looked a bit taken aback but I couldn't help it. I had a long day. I had weird random guys harass me, I'm in so much pain and everything seems to be going wrong for me. I hate these days.

"Why in the world would you want one of our t-shirts love?" Liam asked politely.

I sighed at the sound of Liam's innocent voice, "I don't have any pajama tops."

"Oh, you can borrow mine, I have a lot." Harry offers.

I was going to find a way to reject him because I was hoping for Louis to say something but Harry already got up and was heading to his room.

I looked at Louis and to my surprise he just stared back. Not one word was given yet we both felt a pull toward each other. Before I ran across that room and made out with him I quickly went into Harry's room. I had to contain these feelings toward Louis, it's not even allowed.

"Um you can have this black t-shirt of mine."

When I walked into Harry's room, he already had a black tee in hand. I held up my hand for me to throw it but he had better intentions.

Getting really close to my face he dropped the t-shirt into my now shaking hands.

"Here you go love," he breathed.

Being this close to Harry gave me goose bumps. I couldn't make eye contact even though his eyes tried to look into mine.

"Thanks for the um, uh-- shirt."

He chuckled before taking a step back allowing me to breathe again.

It was silent as I looked around the room and he just stared at me.

"So thanks again for the shirt," I began to back away before he stared talking again.

"Is there a thing going on between you and Louis?"

I frowned but I couldn't respond. My throat seemed to have tightened.

"What do you mean?"

He only threw his head back and laughed, "Nothing I was just wondering because if there isn't,"

he walked over and leaned toward my ear. His curls tickled and his lips lightly brushed the tips of my ears, "there could be something between me and you."

With that, not even a glance back, he was gone. I was still left in shock from the close proximity a few seconds ago and now he just has to go and do that. In all honesty, if I didn't feel such an attraction toward Louis, it would be toward Harry and I'm afraid it might be a problem.

"Well are you going to tell me what that was about?"

I whipped around but I wish I didn't. My shoulder banged against the wooden door frame and I let out a small scream as I covered my mouth with my hand.

"Cece, you saw all that?" I asked after calming down a bit.

"Yeah, like everything. I thought you had a thing for Louis?" she asked, a bit too loud.

I quickly shushed her with wide eyes. I nodded my head over to the boys room and she mouthed an apology.

"But what are you going to do between Harry and Louis?" she asked more quietly.

I shrugged.

Damn it Harry. With his little acts I'm sure to fall for him. Curse my stupidness for falling for guys so easily.

Cece nodded and headed back down the stairs. I heard the bathroom door open and close so that must mean Chandler is done. I quickly run back to my room and grab all my stuff before heading into the hot steamy bathroom.

I go to place my pajamas done but something smells so good. I began to smell my things one by one until I find the target.

Here I am now, smelling Harry's shirt. It smelt so good! He must've sprayed it before I came in. This boy will be the death of me.

With one last strong whiff I set it back down and undress. This shower should do me good.



I shut off the water and squeezed some of the water out of my hair. Throughout the whole shower I've been replaying tonight's events in my head. One in particular.

The way Louis stood up so many times for me. I began to feel the longing for Louis return. As I got dressed it got stronger and stronger. I put on Harry's shirt hoping it would get Louis' off my mind but it just increased my longing for him.

Sighing I decided to leave all my soaps and shampoos in the shower. I'll maybe get it in the morning, I'm too sore right now.

I open the door and notice it's dark except for the dim light from the tv in the living room. I was about to take a step out until a figure appeared in front of me. I stepped back until I realized it was Louis.

He didn't say a word, just stared at me. I stared back until he held up something form his hand.

A t-shirt.

 His t-shirt.

I looked down at my pruned feet and smiled before taking it. I couldn't help but love the feeling I was feeling right now.

I looked up to Louis and he lightly smiles at me. A smile so sincere and delicate, one move and it's gone forever.

"Thank you Louis," I whispered.

He answered with a light kiss on my cheek. He lingered a moment before he let go.

"Goodnight love. Sleep tight."










*A/N: I'm sorry, real quick! Scarlett and Harry or Scarlett and Louis??? Comment!*


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