False (One Direction Fan Fiction)

Chapter 1

Author's Note:

I have recently been getting back into Wattpad and finally updating my long forgotten stories. I have arranged my story into chapters, organizing my story and enhancing the ability to read the story in a more efficient way. I am sorry if there has been any confusion.

On with the chapter..

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Louis and I were never more than friends.

Ever.

I mean, there were moments when we were close enough to feel each other’s body heat in the car with the rest of the boys from One Direction. That didn’t mean anything, I could practically feel everyone else’s due to the fact that I was in the middle seat of a car only meant for five people, which in this case, was carrying a lot of teenage boys who were absolutely stunning and a couple of teenage girls and a driver.

Currently in the situation I just described, I had an annoyed look on my face as the boys crawled all over the back seat laughing hysterically for reasons I had not bothered to look into. I scrunched up my face as I felt Niall crawl on top of me to get across the car to Zayn.

Louis was a part of the fun, too, and was constantly tickling Liam and Harry to death. 

I glared at Danielle enviously, who sat in the passenger seat, trying to contain her fits of giggles as I was practically being dog piled in the back of a 5 seat car. Who knows why they insisted taking a smaller car than usual.

I could never get mad at the boys, no matter the trouble they got themselves into. They were true gentlemen but they had fun nonetheless. However, that doesn’t mean I can’t get a little sick of them at times, especially when I was just back in the flat’s bathroom for 2 hours getting ready for this party Simon had planned out for the boys and other interviewers and celebrities and famous stuff.

I didn’t even know how to get ready for the event, I was so nervous. Never have I ever been allowed to go to a party with the boys, no matter the arguing Louis had done. Louis always had one date, and that was his practical/unofficial girlfriend, Eleanor, who was gorgeous and perfect in every way. I blushed when he sighed after an argument with the management to let me come, which I had never asked to come in the first place. I didn’t mind not going, I wasn’t much a partier, anyways.

I agreed to come this time after Louis’ begging. He even stuck out his bottom lip to show how much he wanted me to go this time. I caved in, he had been through quite a bit of conversation with management for them to even consider me attending the party with the boys. Although Eleanor, who was gorgeous and perfect, was going to meet him there to be his date

The car was filled with the scent of the boy’s colognes and my perfume, not to mention Danielle’s lovely fresh laundry scent. My perfume was strong, crisp and Louis always knew if I was coming to sneak up on him and scare him, which totally ruined my fun. He said the day we met it smelled like nicely brewed iced tea, but stronger. 

Oh, the day we met. I remember I was in the ninth year of school. We were partners for a science experiment, which Louis had totally ruined. I half smiled at the thought of his concentrated face, a little bit of his tongue sticking out between his lips. He was a goof even back several years.

I pleasantly thought of the high school years we shared after being partners in science. We were inseparable, ask anyone that was at the same school during our years of recklessness. Together, always. 

I had a blank, unexplainable feeling wash over me. I didn’t really understand it, but I felt the blood rush out of my face. I was positive my face went pale.