Summer Love

Chapter 7: Advice From The Smaller

Louis: That night when I got home my head was spinning. Once I was safely in the door I put my hea against it, unable to stop smiling. I probably sat like that for a minute before I heard whispers behind me. I pulled my head from its place against the door and turned around to see Charlotte and turned Falicite whispering behind me. "What do you want?" I asked, although the fact I couldn't stop smiling probably didn't make it very convincing.

"Who's the girl? " Charlotte asked.

"How do you know there's a girl?"I asked.

"Oh, come on," Felicite piped up, "Its hardly detective work. A: You can't stop smiling. B: Your never here... "

"Okay none of those prove anything, I said, looking down at the two girls.

"She didn't finish," Charlotte protested.

"Did I mention we saw you with her? " Felicite asked sinisterly. I bit my lip. Crap.

"Her name's Sarah. She's only in Sennen Cove for the summer and I'm pretty sure she doesn't worry about Justin Beiber," I told her, answering all the questions in one shot. Charlotte rolled her eyes.

"What ever," she said. I smiled and snuck passed the girls.

"Have you kissed her yet?" Felicite asked. I stopped mid step. Should I tell them.

"You did!" Charlotte shrieked.

"How do you know these things?" I asked, not turning around.

"I'm your cute little sister who knows what your every move equals and Fizzy's, well Fizzy," Charlotte said, smiling with her little grin that never means anything good.

"So how did you kiss her. Lips, cheek, toungue?" Felicite asked, going onto rapid fire.

"I'm not going to have this convorsation with you," I said, turning to walk up the stairs again.

"Wait, what sort of things have you done with her?" Charlotte asked.

"Um, I've gone to dinner with her, I've gone to the beach many times with her, I've gone for a late night swim-" I said before Charlotte cut me off.

"A late night swim?" she asked, seeming shocked.

"Yeah," I said.

"Louis! I didn't know you had that kind of romantics in you. Kudos," she said.

"Thanks," I said, taking her comment as a grain of salt.

"Have you taken her jumping off that cliff thing?" Felicite asked, nudging me.

"No. I was saving that for a different time," I said.

"You have to take her off that cliff thing. It'd be so romantic," she said, a dreamy look casting in her eye. I chucked.

"Okay," I said, turning to go to bed a third time.

"Alright. We'll see you in the moring, Lou," Charlotte said. I nodded and headed up to bed. As I drifted to sleep that night I played over the kiss in my mind over and over. There was something there. And it was truely amazing.