Love Me or Love Me Not... (One Direction fan-fiction)

LMOLMN : Chapter 3 Part 1

So here is Chappy 3 part 1. Something shocking will happen in this chapter!

This and chapter 3 part 2 are together, okay? It will be a long chapter because I probably won't be able to upload for a few days or so. (because I haven't finished my Science project)!!

So here my lil coco poppies!

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CHAPTER THREE PART 1

Louis's POV:

"Hello love!" I greeted to a stranger. She was definitely a Directioner. All of the blood had been drained from her face, the second she realised who she bumped into. I smirked as the beautiful girl in front of me looked as if she was about to faint. If she did, well I'd be here to catch her.

I saw her mouth move, but no words came out. Mimicking her whilst flapping my hands about, I tried to encourage her to talk to me. But nothing happened.

Then, after a couple of minutes of standing in the empty corridors, she muttered something. I didn't quite catch it I took a step closer to her, leaning my ear closer to her lips.

"You...love...Tomlinson...Louis...One...I...Direction...Directioner...me!" she said between panting and gasping for breath. My smirk grew wider.

I moved my head back in its normal position, so I could see her face.

Finally, she shook her head and licked her lips, looking like she did when I bumped into her. A slight blush started creeping across her cute cheeks. That made her even more beautiful.

I know that it's risky walking around this school with no disguise, but if I get caught it's my problem, not anyone else's.

After another awkward moment of silence, I remembered that I didn't even ask what her name was. "Hey so, you know I'm Louis, but what's your name?"

The girl smiled and cleared her throat before answering; "Oh yeah! My name. My n-name is Ashy. Well it's actually Ashreena, but it seems like a m-mouthful so people tend to c-call me Ashy. But if you don't want to, that's perfectly f-fine! You can call me either Ashy or Ashreena! I'm not forcing y-you to c-call me anything, it's just..." and then she trailed off. Very talkative. I think that we should get along just fine.

"I'll just call you Ashy. It's sounds cute." I smiled at her. Her blush grew a deeper colour than it did before.

Unfortunately, I remembered I had to meet up with the guys in the canteen! But I don't want to leave Ashy! She seems like so much fun.

I frowned when I checked my watch, telling her that I have to meet up with the rest of the boys. Instead of her crying and begging me to stay, she reluctantly agreed and said bye. But I didn't leave just yet, I swapped phone numbers with her, making sure I have a way to contact her if I ever want to get to know her more. She smiled at me and I couldn't help but smile back. Ashy's smile is so contagious, it's adorable!

As I said my farewell, I pulled my red hoodie up and put on my black shades. Thank goodness Liam bought me another pair, I always tend to break or lose them. He really is daddy direction.

Now, it's a Friday. So that means I have to cone back to this school on Monday the 4th of February. I don't mind. As long as girls don't dump their boyfriends for me, I'm fine.

Ashy's POV:

Oh. My. Gosh. Ohmygosh Ohmygosh Ohmygosh! I just talked to Louis Tomlinson!! And he gave me his phone number! Oh my gosh!

Suddenly, a happy scream emerged from my mouth. I put the phone number in my pocket, not letting anyone else see what it could possible be.

Running down to the locker basement, I heard some whispering going on. As if some people were having a private conversation. Thankfully, the cameras in here are never on!