The Pretty One (A One Direction Fanfic)

Chapter 15

The Chapter is finally here!!!
They're going on a daaaaateeeeeeeeeeeeeee
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As a little girl, you always dream about your first date. You dream about finding your crush. You dream about the time one of you finally makes a move. You dream about how you squeal over the phone to your best friend about how the conversation happened. You dream about that date. When you spend hours and hours searching through your wardrobe for the perfect outfit. You put on your makeup and your shoes and you walk down those stairs feeling like a princess.

He knocks on the door and you open it looking at him, looking gorgeous as ever.

He takes your hand in his and maybe gives you some flowers, you accept graciously, and off you go.

Sometimes dates aren't what you want them to be. You can wish all you want but they won't turn out like you wanted them to. My first date was awful. I remember it very vividly.

But first dates are different when they're with the right guy. The right guy you know you'll have a good time with.

And that guy was sat right beside me.

As Louis drove around, I asked him several times where we were going. But all he replied with was,

"Wait and see." With a cheeky smirk etched onto his face.

He drove around for a little while longer, driving past all the scenery of our small area in London.

After almost 20 minutes, he stopped in front of a bowling alley and I turned to face him with a forced smile on my face. I was just disappointed because he knows that I hate bowling. I'm really bad at it so naturally, I just grew up disliking it.

He looked at me through thte corner of his eye and smirked, like he was trying to hold his laugh in. I stared back at him funny but he just ended up releasing all his laughter.

I pouted and waited for him to stop laughing and say something. He probably laughed for at least a minute straight and then finally opened the door to the car.

"I know you hate bowling Livvy, but don't worry." He said with a knowing look on his face.

"What are we doing here?"

"Wait and see."

"I don't really care about the bowling, but if we were coming to such a casual place why did you make me dress formal? I mean..you're wearing a blazer and jeans..for bowling?"

"Olivia, if I have to say wait and see again then I'm just gonna drop you off at home." He said playfully.

"Okay!" I put my hands up in surrender. He laughed as I made the locking lips gesture.

Louis held out his hand and I took it gracefully. He led me inside and walked up to the front desk. The place seemed empty and I looked around to see what exactly we would be doing.

The man behind the front desk smiled at us. "Mr. Tomlinson?" Louis nodded as the man came out from behind and began to walk forward. "Follow me."

Naturally, I assumed he was taking us to get our bowling shoes. And here I was worried because I didnt know how I was gonna get bowling shoes on with a floor length dress. Especially since I'm already wearing heels.

We got towards the rack where all the shoes lived, but walked straight past. I looked at Louis confused but he just pretended that he didn't see me and tried to hide the smirk on his face by turning his face the other way. I bit back a laugh at how 'subtle' he was being and kept walking behind the receptionist.