Good Boy

Chapter 3

Charlie's POV

I automatically stand up and follow Louis. Whether I want to bash him in the head repeatedly or not, following him is a chance to get to New York quicker.

"Where are you going?" Liam asks me. I think that's his name. That's what Louis called him.

"With Louis," I answer.

"You're bold enough to go with him?" The green eyed one asks as if he's shocked.

"Respect," The blonde one that Louis called Niall, laughs and starts clapping.

"Why wouldn't I be?" I try to sound serious but I can't help but giggle at Niall's reaction.

They all shrug and look at each other as if they are deciding whether or not to tell me something. Weird.

I give them all a strange look and I carry on with my journey to follow Louis. I don't know why I'm following him exactly. I want to curse him out without everyone being around but I feel like he might know a way to get to New York without an airplane. Why aren't the other four following too?

"Why the hell are you following me?" Louis rolls his eyes once he notices me traveling behind him.

"What the hell are you getting all pissy about? You made me miss my flight because of your rude ass attitude so I figured the least you could do is get me to New York," I snap back. Mentally applauding myself for giving him a taste of his own medicine.

Louis does the complete oppisite of what I expected him to do. He smiles. A small smile but it's still a smile. He has such tiny lips and now that I think about it, he's tiny in general. It kind of makes him somewhat cute. Not like hot and attractive cute but adorable cute. He's actually both types of cute. When he's not an idiot.

I realize that Louis has walked away by the time I'm snapped out of my thoughts. I see his light grey hoodie a couple feet away from me and I walk over to him.

"Can't get enough of me, can you?" He chuckles.

No Louis. I've already had enough of you, you idiotic douchebag.

"You're trying to avoid helping me," I point out to him. Taking his mind off the thought of me wanting him. I roll my eyes once he turns his back to me.

"No, I'm trying to avoid you in general," He corrects me and continues walking.

"How are you planning on getting us to New York anyways?" I ask him, ignoring his rude response.

"I'm planning on getting to New York by finding a phone and calling someone to drive me," Louis explains. Emphasizing the words I'm and me.

"You mean all of us, right?" I correct.

Louis pretends to think hard for a second and then shakes his head.

"No, I meant me," He decides "what do you mean by all of us?"

"Me, Niall, Zayn, Liam, and the curly one," I explain.

"You mean Harry?" He corrects me once again.

"I guess so." I thought Harry was his name but I wasn't sure.

Louis chuckles and shakes his head and walks away. I will not continue chasing him. If I have to end up clinging onto his back, I will.

"Stop walking away from me!" I demand as I run up beside him.

"Stop stalking me," Louis laughs. He has a sweet laugh as well.

Snap out of it, Charlie. His personality sucks. Get it together.

"I am not," I betray myself as I giggle along with Louis.

"Yeah right."

I should probably tell the other four boys to join our scavendure hunt for a ride. But they never leave my sight so if we do find a ride I can just yell for them.

After a couple more minutes of walking, Louis stops and seats himself in a nearby chair.

"What are you doing?" I ask.

"It's getting late and I still have no cell service," He points to his phone that I just realized he had "so I'll just wait for tomorrow's plane because I need sleep."

"Oh," that's all I can manage to say as I notice that he has a point.

I stand awkwardly in front of Louis, not sure if I should take a seat next to him and go to sleep as well. I actually kind of fear the thought of having to be near him all night.

"It's rude to stare," He calls me out without even opening his eyes. A smile plays on his lips and I look away while my face turns red.

I notice Harry and Niall in a deep conversation and Zayn and Liam fast asleep on their chairs. There is still an open seat where I was sitting earlier.

"I'm going back over to where the other four are," I tell Louis before picking up my suitcase and walking away.

"I honestly don't give a fuck." Louis responds smoothly as his features begin to soften because of him slowly going into a state of sleep.

Guess they're staying at the airport haha (duh). Hope you enjoyed the chapter and excuse my poor writing and spelling and grammer etc. I'm not too good at writing but stick with me lol I'll try to get better.
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