Impossible • Louis Tomlinson

Philophobia (n.) The fear of emotional attachment; fear of being in, or falling in love.
A Louis Tomlinson FanFiction.


6. Chapter 5.

Louis P.O.V.

"Lou!" Zayn yelled. "What?"

"Want to go play laser tag with me and the lads?" He asked, even though he knew I hated that game.

"No! I hate that game!"

"Because you always lose." he smirks.

I can't argue, I hate losing, and I always seem to lose at that childish game.

"Will you at least walk with us there?" He asks.

"Sure whatever," I mumble, "are you going to Perrie's graduation?" I ask in curiosity.

"Yeah I'm throwing a huge party afterwards you should definitely show." He says excited.

"Ehhh, I don't know. Can I bring Justine?" I smirk. I don't actually like Justine, I just use her. But she is a whiney bitch.

Zayn rolls his eyes but then smirks.


"Oh sure you can, I think Harry told me he was bringing Blake." He smirks even wider.

"K." I say bluntly and turn around and walk in the other direction.

"Dammit Lou." I heard Zayn say before grabbing my shoulder.

I turn around and stare a him blankly waiting of him to speak.

"You like her don't you?" He asks.

"What? Hell no! Why the fuck would you say that?" I protest.

He just sighs and walks away shaking his head.

Well of course I don't have feelings or her. I suspect she is annoying as hell, every girl is. But she is very beautiful. It doesn't matter, I don't date. I can't give a girl what they need.

But it would be fun to mess with her, I smirk to myself.

"This should be pretty damn fun."

I whisper to myself.

I'm just gonna have to make this interesting.

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