Me and Chris agreed to go out a few days ago and he brought Louis - they're the funniest people I've ever met and I'm not exaggerating that.
"Okay, Priscilla." Chris points to me across the table as I move the empty food wrappers onto the tray.
Chris has got brown hair that flops down over his forehead, sometimes ending up in his eyes. It's the type of hair you always want to brush back and make it look neater, but obviously doesn't bother him.
"I brought Louis because he is a master at shipping."
I frown. "What?"
"Don't tell her that!" Louis suddenly screeches and covers Chris' mouth with his hand. "We've been around the poor girl for like two weeks."
"And I already like her more than you."
"Asshole!"
They start bickering and while I want to interject and find out what the hell they're talking about, I don't want to ruin whatever stupid, little thing they have going on.
"Why can't I tell her?" Chris whines.
"Because you'll make her uncomfortable."
"I won't!"
"You will. Drop it."
"What is it?" I ask, leaning forward on my elbows.
Chris opens his mouth to speak and when he does, Louis seems to have a look of relief and confusion on his face at what his friend said.
"You went to school with Tom, correct?"
"Correct."
"Did you ever have a crush on him?"
What? Did I what?
"He was attractive, sure. Maybe I somewhat did but not really, no."
I totally did.
When you're a teenager, all the people in your school are either the most attractive people on earth, or the least attractive. When I was at school, all the guys - to my eyes - were not good looking. And were assholes. But not Tom. He was insanely good looking, was good to talk to and was talented. Everyone liked being around him.
"Do you like him now?"
I almost choke on air.
"What?"
"Do you like him no- ow!"
"Leave her alone!" Louis whacks Chris' arm.
"No! No, I don't like him now!"
"But you helped him with his music video!"
"That doesn't mean I like him." I reason. "It's sort of my job now, isn't it?"
Louis pitches in. "Don't worry about shit like that. Your job is to take photos of Tom when he's prancing around on his stage. That's it. You don't have to worry about anything else, Priscilla."
"Well, it wasn't like a chore. I enjoyed it." I tell them and Chris grins smugly.
"You enjoyed being with him."
I purse my lips as Louis hits him again.
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usernameokay what songs do we think chris is singing -> kristopherim making them up😁😁
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"This is it for me. This is the end." Louis says from where he lays on his side on the floor.
"They said we're completely safe right here." I remind.
"I don't give a fuck about the elevator - Chris is going to kill me."
I tilt my head back against the reflective walls of the elevator and giggle.
Over the last couple of hours in the box, the three of us have had a lot of energy and somehow had the time of our lives in here. However, me and Louis have gotten bored and are now on the floor while Chris is dancing and singing.
