Just friends?...yeah right...

Chapter 55

--Nour's P.O.V.--

When I told Harry what Louis was really ordering, he laughed and told me to let him do it. Then I figured I should at least let El know, right?

Not surprisingly, she laughed too and we decide to go along with it- this was gonna be good.

We placed all our orders, and the waitress kept giving worried looks after he placed his. The three of us were focusing all our energy into not laughing.

"Get your camera." Harry mumbled, pretending to kiss my hair. I grinned and nodded, fiddling .with it under the table and selecting it on the 'Record' option. The waitress came back, with our food a few minutes later. Harry and I had ordered pasta, Eleanor had some grilled chicken or whatever. Louis?

He had three plates. Here they are:

Ris de Veau (to)/ Calf Pancreas, Boudin Noir=Blood Sausage, Boudin Noir= Blood Pudding

"Thank you!" I chirp, dismissing the waitress. Louis's eyes are big as saucers.

"Well? Aren't you going to take a bite?" Harry prods. Louis looks up, meeting everyone's gaze.

He scoffs. "Duh. This is exactly what I wanted." He slowly lifts his fork, and knife. I raise my camera, so only the lens is peeking out. I angle it so it's pointing at Louis. I hit 'Record.'

Ever so slowly, Louis uses the knife to cut into the 'Ris de Veau.' Then slowly brings a piece to his mouth. He stares at it.

"You okay Lou?" Eleanor asks innocently. He nods weakly and pops it into his mouth.

Priceless.

His face contorts, and it's all we can do not to start laughing right there- but we need him to try all three.

"Yummy, just like I said." He says, chewing and swallowing it quickly.

"What about that one?" She asks, pointing at the sausages. He looks at it for the longest time before slowly cutting a piece off and biting into it.

"Erm...it's different." He says, his voice cracking in disgust at the end. We pretend not to notice.

"And what about this one?" Eleanor asks, pointing to the brownish, congealed, goop that they've served into the bowl- blood pudding.

"I don't know, I'm- I'm pretty full." He protests, his face tinting green at the sight of it.

"You only had two bites! Come on, you said it'd be delicous!" She urges, taking his spoon and scooping some. My head is buried in Harry's shoulder- I can't watch. I keep the camera steady, though. The boys will definitely want to see this.

"Okaaaay.." Louis drags out. I lift my head just in time to watch Eleanor shove the spoon into his mouth. He stares at us, eyes wide, mouth full of congealed pig blood.

Priceless.

We can't take it anymore, we burst out laughing, drawing attention from the other guests. Louis's face goes greener than before as he swallows it down.

"I'm definitely full." He says, downing his water-and Eleanor's.

Eleanor pats his back and leans over to whisper in his ear what he just ate. His face goes from green to a chalky white and back to green in a matter of seconds.

"Oh my gawd." he breathes, shuddering. We're still cracking up, getting louder and louder the more we think about it. I shut the camera off and lay it back into my purse.

"Excuse me, but you kids are disturbing our other guests and, honestly me too, so I am going to ask you to leave. Now." The maitre'd glares at us angrily, having appeared out of nowhere.