Runaway || Louis Partridge x Reader

VI

(Y/N)'s POV.

I look over to the smirking boy, who made himself comfortable on the bed. That stupid kid knows that I'm shocked. I don't say anything, hoping that he will forget my name if I remain silent. I just stare at him.

A minute of silence goes by, but he broke it with his laughter. "(Y/N) is a beautiful name you know? It's way better than Rapunzel." Flynn smirks again, but his smirk falls the second he sees my angry face.

"Tell me your name." I breath out.

"No, princess." Flynn smiles mockingly at me, purposely provoking me.

I clear my throat,trying to appear more confident. "How much did you hear ?" I ask.

The brown haired boy grins, shakes his head and humms. "Not telling you."

My heart is beating out of my chest right now and all he is doing is making jokes about it? I desperately clench my jaw.

"You're so immature. You can't even hold a normal conversation." I spit out, not even knowing myself where those words came from. I regret what I said, the second I see his grin fall again.

"Why are you so sensitive? Like have you never heard of joking around before?" The boy spits back and shoots me an unamused look.

I admit that what I said was out of nowhere and unnecessary, but I'm too stubborn to tell him that. I'm also not going to loose this argument that easily.

"I'm sensitive? Says the one who doesn't even have the balls to tell me his real name." I let out a laugh.

Flynn's eyes widen at my words and starts yell."What the fuck are you so angry at? I already told you that I don't want to tell you (Y/N). It has nothing to do with not having balls."

"Just tell me your real name. That's all I'm asking for." I yell back.

I think that Flynn will just calm down now, hug me and tell me his name. He's way to sweet for--

"What part of 'I don't want you to know my name' did you not undertstand." Flynn raises his voice even more.

Noticing my speechlessness he rolls his eyes. "I take everything I said before back. I hate running away with you and I'm glad you're not the princess I'm forced to marry."

I turn around and get off of the bed. I hate to say this but at this point I became kind of scared of him. His voice got deeper, eyes got darker and his body language became less welcoming. I'm on the verge of tears, but I try to hide it.

I felt like the most beautiful girl on earth around him, even though I've only known him for a day, but now I feel like an insecure little piece of shit.

I walk over to the couch and sit on it, still holding back my tears. Flynn sits up on the bed and watches every move I'm making.

Silence fills the room.

"Are you scared of me?" Flynn whispers, after a while, with a sad tone in his voice.

"Scared? I'm not scared of stupid boys." I snap sassily. Why am I even crying over a boy? I'm a fucking princess, I have the money to buy his whole existence.

Flynn sighs, makes his way to the couch and sits down next to me. We look at each other for a second when he suddenly pulls me into a big hug.

"I'm sorry." With a face as long as a fiddle he looks up to me and waits for my response.

I decide to keep my attitude. "You better be."

"Excuse me ?" He snarls.

"You are excused." I wink at him and make my way back to the bed with him following closely behind.

I lay down and make myself comfortable on the king sized bed. That boy can do whatever he wants to, I don't care anymore. It does hurt deep down,but I will have to deal with it.

I'm literally running away, I don't have time and energy for stupid relationships.

Suddenly a strong pair of arms snake around me. "I mean it (Y/N). I'm sorry. I didn't mean anything I said. I just wanted to win the argument." Flynn explains, scooting closer and closer to me.

I sigh and decide to drop my attitude. "I'm sorry too. I think we just need some space, I mean we met today and we're already this close." I point my finger to the 3 centimetres of space between us.

"Space was just a word made up by someone who's afraid to get close." Flynn whispers into my ear, making me exhale.

He's hot.
I changed my mind, I do have time and energy for stupid relationships.

"Then tell me your name." I mumble.

"Louis. Louis Partridge." The boy smiles proudly.

I smile back at him. "As long as you won't hurt me like this again, Louis."

"Never (Y/N)." Louis answers with admiration on his face.

I close my eyes, feeling safe in his arms again and we both drift off to sleep.

"Your name is the only thing I heard by the way."

"Awesome."

(A/N)

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