My Bodyguards (Action/Love Story) COMPLETED

Ch. 11

Ch. 11 "Conceited much?"

Lou's P.O.V.

I was on the kitchen looking for food. Unfortunately there was none. My stomach was growling, and I had a headache. Suddenly, I heard Harry scream from the livingroom.

"He's here!" he exclaimed. At first I didn't knew who he was talking about, but when I got to the lvingroom, I saw my Rachie-poo with her eyes glued and her mouth slightly hanging open to a guy i hadn't seen before. There I remembered that the new bodyguard was supposed to arrive, and now I knew that he was the new bodyguard. I instantly started feeling jealous.

"Hello, my name is Christopher." He said smiling. He looked really familiar, but I did not remember where I saw his face before.

"Well, hello. My name is Harry," Harry said smiling, "and he is Louis, and she is Rachel."

"Yes, MY girlfriend." I said with an angry look on my face.

"That's cool." Christopher stated. Rachel just blushed and smiled.

"Where's Mr. C?" I asked, breaking the silence.

"He just left." Chris answered with his annoying voice.

"Okay, thanks for the information." I said with sarcasm. Chris just stared at me confused, but I just tried to avoid eye contact with him. Damn, why did he have to be so good looking?!?

"So... Where are you from, Chris?" Rachel asked. Chris? What? She just met him and she is already calling him Chris?

"Canada." He answered simply.

"That's great! I'm from Canada, too!" Rachel exclaimed.

"Lou, are you okay? You are red." Harry said. Of course I was not okay, my girlfriend was flirting with a guy she just met.

"Yes! I am okay! Now, if you excuse me, I have to go eat." I stated angrily. Then, I walked out of the livingroom and into the kitchen. Stupid Chris. This was the first time I hated someone I didn't even talk to.

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Charlotte's P.O.V

I was finishing packing my stuff with a huge smile on my face. I couldn't believe I was finally leaving the house. I was wearing all the clothes I could so my bruises and scars wouldn't be noticed. I was really excited because I was going to live with my best friend. I love British accents, so I was really excited to go to England. I smiled as I saw my suitcase full, and my closet empty. It was still hard for me to believe that this nightmare was finally over.

I closed my suitcase and sat down on my bed. I contemplated my walls, and my bed. I was going to miss my house, but this was the only way I could finally live without lickings and insults. I was really glad to have a friend as Rachel.

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Rachel's P.O.V

After Louis left the room, I noticed he was just jealous. I didn't like the fact that he was jealous because I was not even flirting with Chris. I was just trying to be nice. I hated the fact that he did not trust me. Trust is a very important thing in a relationship. I decided that, if he wanted me to flirt, I would flirt.

"Wow, Chris. Your body is... is... incredible. I bet you work out." I said smiling.

"Why, thank you." He said smirking.

"You are veeeery welcome." I answered. Harry just stared at me confused.

"Uhm... Rachel... I think you should stop." He whispered.

"What? I'm just trying to be nice." I said pretending to be a little, innocent girl. Chris just stared at me puzzled. I just smiled and walked to the kitchen. I entered slowly and watched how Louis was trying to rip all of his hair. I cleared my throat.