The Accidental Text (Louis Tomlinson)

Chapter Five

*Tiffany's P.O.V

"Harry! I stopped by, and brought Tiffany!" Louis shouted walking through the door.

Harry walked downstairs and smiled at us.

"Hi Tiffany. Louis, the others are in the basement. Come on," Harry exclaimed, walking downstairs.

When we were downstairs, Harry was right. Everyone was here. Hailey was there, and when Hailey saw me she smiled at me. Then she stood up and walked over to me.

"Hey Tiffany!" Hailey said smiling.

"Hi," I saw smiling.

"So, what are you guys doing right now?" I ask

"We're just talking... I know that's not too exciting, though." I chuckle at Hailey.

"Haha, that's fine."

Harry starts to smirk, and I give him a quizzical face expression. "Hey guys, let's play a little round of would you rather- my version."

"And that is..." I ask.

"Well, whatever you pick, you have to do, unless the action causes death or a major injury."

Niall busrt out laughing.

"I'm in."

"Okay."

"Sure."

"Whatever."

"Mmmkkkaaayyyy."

Harry begins to talk. "Okay, me first! Umm, Tiffany: would you rather make out with me or Louis?"

Everyone laughs, but I don't; my face is not red, but pale.

"Louis...?" I say unsure of myself. I see Louis give me a smug look, while he scoots closer to me. Harry looks at us.

"Well... Go on! Make out already!" Harry shouted excitedly at me and Louis.

When Louis leaned in, it was a bit odd. I know that everyone was expecting some messy, make out session, but it was softer then expected. Holy shit, Louis is a hot kisser. The kiss was still extremely odd though. I don't think that I've kissed someone in, what? Seven months?

"Umm, I need to go." And then I walk out the door.