chapter 8

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asha pov:

I was sitting next to Emily and Issie on the private jet whilst Louis, Will and Noah sat in front of us.

Emily and I were just talking whilst Issie was sleeping.

(pretend it has 3 seats on one row not 2)

"She's pretty hot isn't she?" Will asked showing Louis and Noah showing a picture on his phone

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"She's pretty hot isn't she?" Will asked showing Louis and Noah showing a picture on his phone. 

I looked towards Emily who suddenly frowned when Will said this.

 "Mhm" Noah said showing no interest, scrolling on his phone again.

"Ooh yeah she is, what's her name?" Louis asked grabbing his phone out.

"Olivia Hunt" Will replied.

I rolled my eyes at the two.

Louis started typing on his phone.

"Aha found her" He said scrolling through all her Instagram posts.

"SHIT SHIT LOUIS" 

"FUCK" They both started yelling all of a sudden waking Issie up from her slumber.

"What is it?" Issie groaned.

"Louis just liked a pretty girls' Instagram post." Will said. Louis groaned slumping in his seat.

"So? Her profile is public right?" Issie said.

"Yeah" Will said.

"Well it's public for a reason." She said.

"It was the first one." Louis mumbled.

"How many followers does she have?" Issie said.

"1467" Louis said.

"Well ok, you're doomed." I joined in the conversation.

"Thanks Banks" He said sarcastically.

"Oh we're back to last names now huh?" I asked Louis trying to intimidate him but failing.

"Just shut up." He rolled his eyes.

I scoffed whilst falling back on to my chair.

What is up with him? I thought he was finally starting to change his attitude.

"Just ignore the bitch, he's being bipolar again." Emily whispered into my ear. I snickered.

Louis sent me a death glare. I stuck my tongue out at him. He scoffed.

louis pov:

By now everybody had fallen asleep whilst I was awake.

My plan was working... I think.

Well, Asha seemed more annoyed at me than usual. I'm trying to push my feelings towards her away but looking at her now made it really hard to.

She looked so peaceful. Her wavy dark brown hair covering some of her face and her eyelashes fluttering every once in a while.

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