Falling For My Shoe Stealer // l.t.

For Making You Look More Like A Fool Than You Already Are

 Chapter 9:

Jessica's POV:

It's been another week since I have properly hung out with One Direction. They tried to invite me over a bunch of times but I've been doing nothing. They may be great and famous and all, but I like laying around all day. Louis and Zayn stopped by once and said hello before rushing to get to an interview. During that interview, they even said they stopped at a friend's house on the way there which sparked up questions. Damn them.

Other news, Beyonce bought another one of my songs since Maroon 5 won One More Night. I am freaking out right now but I don't even have the right words to explain how I feel. It's called Irresistible and it's coming out soon.

Luckily, I was cut off from attempting to explain my excitement by my laptop ringing. Yes, laptops can ring. It was a Skype call from Justin. I immediately accepted it. I mean, why wouldn't I? Maybe I should be embarrassed that he would be there with his beautiful and talented girlfriend in a gorgeous, floral dress while I sat here in my outfit that I was in. I was wearing loose, grey, harem zipper tux pants, a plain blue tank top, my hair up in a weird pony tail bun thing, plain white supras, and clear glasses. I looked like a dude, honestly. 

"YOOOO!" I shouted as soon as the couple appeared on the screen. "Aww," Selena cooed. "What?" Justin asked her. "You guys look just the same!" She pointed out. Justin and I had the same hair color and hazel eyes. He was also wearing clear glasses and a blue shirt. "We can read each others minds," I confirmed and Justin agreed as if it were the most serious topic. "So, what have you been up to lately?" I added while wiggling my eyebrows.

"Nothing much," Justin mocked my face. "What brings you to call me then?" I asked the couple. "We want you to know that we maybe coming a little off schedule," Selena sighed. "What do you mean?" I questioned them. Selena told me that they would be visiting in exactly two and a half weeks the day I lost my job. That was a week and a half ago.

"I mean we aren't coming in a week," Justin told me. My heart dropped. I hardly ever see either of them and now they aren't coming. "Well, when are you coming?" I asked, holding back my sadness. I figured I could burst later on. "Actually, we may be coming a bit earlier," Selena shrugged like it was no big deal.

Heart. Stopping. Body. Not. Responding. "Excuse me," I told them before standing up and running outside. I screamed at the top of my lungs for a good five seconds before running back inside with the biggest smile on my face. "I can't believe it!" I squealed facing my computer. "Yeah, we heard you scream," Justin laughed. I would have blushed but I'm too goddamn cooler than them. I jumped up and down while they laughed at me. I only stopped to get my phone that was buzzing with a text message.

Want to come to the mall with the boys and I? We are up for a little competition:) xx -Louis

I laughed and texted him back saying I would be there. He sent me the details of when and where they were meeting up. "Who are you texting?" Justin asked, going all protective over me. Well, no one just world-wide popstar Louis Tomlinson. Eh, he's alright.

Back to reality, after much debating in my head, I decided to tell them. "Okay, well you know how the other day someone stole my shoe while we were skyping?" I asked them. "Yeah?" Selena said with a confused face. "Well, I kind of met him and his friend the next day and you will never guess who they were," I smiled widely. "Who?" Justin asked. "Louis Tomlinson and Zayn Malik," I answered. Justin sat there processing what I just said while Selena screamed.

She started jumping up and down. I giggled at her weirdness. Most of you fans think she is sweet and gentle, but that girl is actually a riot. She's so strange but hilarious. I looked away from her and to my cousin. "Do they know that you know me?" He asked. "No," I answered. "What about if you write songs?" He tried. "They know that I write, but not songs," I told him. He thought for a few seconds. "I have no idea what to say," he answered bluntly. "What do you mean?" I quizzed him.

"It's just weird. I know the boys and somehow you managed to find out about them. I mean like, how do they treat you? And what if you get caught by fans or paparazzi with them?" He asked. I couldn't imagine all the thoughts going through his head right now. "They treat me like I'm their friend which is fine. They are all nice guys. Plus Niall knows almost everything about you," I told him and laughed remembering the competition we had. Justin started smiling again. "Yeah, he's a cool dude," he chuckled.

"So, what are you doing with them?" Selena, who finally calmed down, asked. Why was she even screaming in the first place. She's famous too! "Some kind of competition at the mall," I shrugged. "Well, have fun and don't get caught by paparazzi. When are you planning on telling them?" My cousin quizzed me. I shrugged. "I don't know what to tell them," I admitted. "We will sort out everything soon enough. Bye!" They both cheered and hung up.

I rolled my eyes. Glad to know they love me. I looked at the clock then the message Louis sent me. He told me to meet them there at 4:30 and it was 4:03 right now. Might as well head there. I took off my glasses before heading out the door. I don't want to ruin them.

I eventually made it to the mall and headed towards the fountain in the middle, where I was supposed to meet the boys. I sat on the seat and took out my phone. Until the boys get here, I decided to play Fast Ball. I repeatedly tapped the screen, trying to beat the same level until someone poked my shoulder.

I turned to face a guy with a mustache and a blonde hair. "Hello," I told him uncertainly. He laughed and took off his glasses revealing his bright blue eyes. "Louis," I smiled and punched him in the arm. "Ouch, what-" he started, but I cut him off. "I thought some king of rapist was talking to me," I pouted and he laughed. "At least you recognized me. It's the eyes. Any girl could recognize me for these bad boys," he stated cockily and put his glasses back on. I laughed. "Yeah, but I don't get the fake hair and mustache thing," I pointed out. "I'm famous," he shrugged.

I nodded. "Where are the rest of the boys?" I asked him while playing with my shoes. "On their way, we are first," He cheered and picked me up. I laughed as he spun me around. "People will yell at us," I scolded him. He eventually set me down, and I wobbled around from dizziness. "Woah," I bumped into Louis who caught me. He smiled as I tried to keep my head straight.

"Well, you have an interesting choice in pants," he pointed out after a few seconds. I blushed and looked down at them. "I like comfortable pants," I laughed and walked in a circle. "You remind me of someone... famous," he looked deep in thought. I rolled my eyes. Maybe Justin Bieber? Yeah, like I was going to say that.

Someone tapped on my left shoulder and I spun to face no one. "Huh?" I asked aloud then spun all the way around to see the rest of One Direction there laughing at me. Those idiots did that trick where they tap one shoulder and walk around the other way. Actually, I guess that makes me the idiot for falling for it.

I pouted and crossed my arms over my chest. "Not funny," I muttered at the five boys in surprisingly well done disguises. "Actually it was," Harry pointed out. I turned around and slowly started walking away, pretending to be mad. "Lou! Go stop her," someone shouted then pushed Louis into my back. I turned around to see Louis glaring at the rest of the boys who had cheeky smiles. Woah, what did I miss.

"Uh, sorry," Louis mumbled while rubbing the back of his neck with one hand. "For what?" I smirked and he rolled his eyes. I could tell now that his glasses were off. "For making you look more like a fool than you already are," he smirked back. I narrowed my eyes at him. "I would insult you back, but your fake mustache says it all," I laughed and walked back towards the other boys.

"So, what's this competition?" I asked them.