Scar Tissue (A One Direction Fan Fiction)

Chapter 12: Forced Confessions

~Recap~

"That was the most thing I've done in a long time." Niall laughed as we finished our last video.

"I know right? I used to do it all of the time back when I was in high school but I just kinda stopped over the years. I didn't really have any friends to do it with here in London so it would have been lame if I did it by myself." I laughed with a shrug. Niall looked at me sympathetically before throwing an arm around my shoulder.

"Well I'm your friend Elle." Niall said looking down at me with a smile at which I returned.

"Thanks bud, I'm your friend too." He laughed at the term I used for him and then we continued walking in comfortable silence.

"You know Louis likes you right?" I blushed at this then shook my head.

"No he doesn't. Your just saying that." I mumbled looking away from him.

"Now why would I lie to you?" he questioned. I just shrugged.

"Elle, you're one of the most funny and beautiful girls I've ever met. Of course Lou likes you. Hell, I thought I liked you to begin with." I smiled at him but then my eyebrows creased together.

"Did my weirdness scare you away." I questioned with a laugh.

"No, I just realized I like you more as a sister that's all. It would be weird if I crushed on my sister wouldn't it?" he questioned with a smirk as we reached the food court.

I shrugged at him, "Maybe just a little." Once we reached the table everyone glanced up at us. Niall and I glanced at each other and then burst into hysterics as we took our seats. They gave us weird looks but we shrugged it off.

"What's up with you guys?" Harry questioned with an eyebrow raised.

"Oh, nothing." I said waving my hand at him motioning that it was really nothing. I caught eyes with Niall and he nodded his head to the left telling me to look. I glanced over at Louis to see him looking at me. I smiled at him then gave him a wink earning a blush from him. Well this is something different. I'm actually flirting for once.

~End Recap~

*Niall's POV*

The drive home was quite eventful. Everyone was arguing about what we should do tonight since we we're all having a sleepover at our place, much to Elle's dismay. We had to threaten to flatten her tires just so she would stay. I don't understand why she is so against staying at our place. I mean sure, she's only known us for a week or so but still. She acts like it's a sin to stay over at a friend's house? I don't know what's up with her.

"We're home!" Louis exclaimed, quickly shutting off the engine. Everyone rushed to the door in attempt to escape the cool air of the night, only for us to get stuck in the doorway. We all groaned as Elle slowly walked up to us laughing.

"Having a little trouble?" she cooed at us trying to stifle a giggle.

"Oh come on Elle, help a guy out!" Louis whined, which came out muffled due to the fact that he was crushed between Harry and Perrie. His helplessness only caused Elle to laugh even more to the point where she was grasping her sides.

"Elle Bear!" I groaned. Her giggles then came to a sudden stop and her head shot up to glare at me.

"Don't call me that. Ever. Again." she growled at me with narrowed eyes.

"I won't... if you help us out of here." I smirked (well as much as I could with my face squished between Liam's back and the door frame). She glared at me for a while and then started to walk closer to us.