Good Boy

Chapter 11

Charlie's POV

"Is that him? Is this Louis Tomlinson? The man who won my heart!" This tall man with round sunglasses and dark hair approaches me and Louis as we enter the building.

"I'm straight," Louis blurts. I can't help but giggle at Louis' reaction.

"I am too, I meant your works have stole my heart, not you," The man cringes. Same.

I look around the building and it's not really fancy. Not really what I expected.

"What kind of event is this?" I whisper to Louis.

"Louis, who is this?" The man points to me and I smile nervously.

"Her?" Louis points to me "she's my uh.. you probably already can guess who she is."

What?

"Ooh a lady friend," The man winks at me and I can already feel the vomit coming up.

Louis nods and quickly pulls me away and into the crowd.

"What the hell was that?" I pull my arm away from Louis' grip.

"Well when I invited you here I may have left out a detail or two," Louis looks around the room then back at me.

"What is this detail?" I ask impatiently.

"You're my girlfriend tonight," Louis tells me.

What the hell?

"Hell no I am not," I give him a disgusted look. I don't want people to think I would be desperate enough to date an insufferable prick.

"Trust me, this idea isn't music to my ears but I kinda lied and now you're here to back up my lie."

"What was the lie?"

"I'm not telling you," Louis spits.

"Then I'm leaving."

I turn to give the illusion that I'm leaving until Louis grabs my arm and pulls me back.

"Like you would actually leave," Louis laughs.

"I could," I loosen myself from his grip.

"But you won't."

"Watch me," I snap.

I turn to walk away quickly before Louis can grab my arm again and once I do, I run into the tall round sunglasses dude. Great.

"Hey! Where are you going so soon? Mingle a little! Here have a drink," He hands me a dainty glass and I cringe.

"I don't drink," I place the glass on a table nearby.

"Just one wouldn't hurt! Have fun, kid. Let loose!" He encourages.

Once we look back to where the dainty glass was, we realize Louis has taken it and drank it himself.

"What? You said you didn't drink. I never said I didn't," Louis points out and continues drinking.

"You drink?" I ask him.

"Not often. But when I see one, I take it," Louis explains to me. Well that is a huge turn off.

"You two have fun now," The tall guy winks our way before walking away.

I look toward Louis who has picked up a bottle and began chugging it down.

"Louis, you should stop," I tell him.

"Does it look like I care about what you think I should and shouldn't do?" Louis snaps, I can hear him begin to slur.

"I hate being around drunk people."

"Still don't care."

I begin to look around the room again and people are dancing, drinking, laughing, and simply just having fun. I feel a couple eyes on me but I decide to ignore them.

I do notice a huge ass bug on the floor as well. That spider. It's annoying really. Is it a hallusination? I sure as hell don't want to find out. I try to ignore it but it just won't go away. I'm sure someone will step on it soon.

"Did you want to dance or some shit?" I hear Louis ask me, breaking my attention from the spider.

"No I.."

"We could if you want," Louis smirks at me and I immediantly become nervous. Why would he offer to dance with me? Why would he care if I want to dance or not? I swear he is bipolar. Or maybe his drunken state got him like this I don't know.

"I don't dance," I give him a nervous smile and look away.

"You're fucking lying. You told me a story about your fucking dance recital," Louis reminds me. Damn it I forgot that I told him about that.

"Then if I want to dance, I will. I don't need you to dance with me out of pity," I spit. The attitude was uneccassary but I don't really trust Louis right now.

"No, I want to dance with you," Louis puts down his bottle and stands to walk towards me.

"Louis but you.."

He cuts me off by wiggling his body right near mine. Damn this room just got 100x hotter. He can't dance for shit but I would be lying if I said that the way he is moving isn't sexy as hell.

Don't dance with him. Don't do it. Don't.

I can't help but slighty dance along with him. I'm gonna hate myself so much for this later.

He wraps his hand around my waist and I take a deep breath before speaking.

"Louis don't," I stop him. He smirks and instead breathes near my neck. Fuck.

"Louis. I said stop. Seriously Louis, I don't like you," I blurt without thinking. His drunken red eyes turn to sadness for like 0.2 seconds before he becomes unphased by my words.

"I don't like you either. I'm fucking bored. You were just another object around," He confesses before walking away from me and into the crowd. Ouch. That hurt like hell. Drunk Louis is a fucking bastard.

I see that large ass spider near my feet and I scream. I litterally scream. Loud enough for almost everyone in the room to turn and stare at me.

I already feel my cheeks turning red from embarrassment. Fuck Louis. Fuck that damn spider. Fuck everyone in this entire building.

I walk out of the room and try my best to find an exit. Once I find one, I begin running towards it until a hand grabs my arm. I know that damn hand so well right now.

"I swear if you fucking touch me one more time I will hit you. Or even beat you. Or even better, murder the fuck out of you. You said after tonight that I would never have to see you again. So let this night be over for me at least. So I can get away from your damn face as soon as possible. So I can go back to my normal life before my hatred for you gets even more serious," I scream at Louis.

Of course he doesn't hesitate to give me a sassy ass answer.

"Why are you so damn mad at me? You were the little bitch who stopped me! And you know I'm fucking drunk so why are you taking it so fucking personally? But I shouldn't even argue with you over this shit. I don't want you in my life at all. I hate dealing with whiney ass girls anyways. And trust me, you don't hate me as much as I hate you. No one could possibly experience the hate I feel towards you."

He is a child. A big fucking child. His words were so immature yet so hurtful. I am tempted to slap him. I am tempted to choke the hell out of him. Instead, I close my eyes, I take a deep breath, and head out the door before I lose my shit on that red eyed asswipe.

Alot happened in this chapter wow. We had drunk Louis, sassy Louis, and flirty Louis! Which all kind of just ties up into drunk Louis lol. Hope you enjoyed this! Love you guys x
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