He has my heart. L.s.

36

*Christmas*

Louis and I text all day and call each other as I sit at my grandmother's. I sit on the couch my face buried in my phone my relatives making slight conversation. I wish Louis could be here, he originally planned to spend Christmas with me, but his Mum wanted him home.

"So Harry any nice girlfriends?" My aunt asks. I shrug texting Louis back real quick. "Who are you texting that has you smiling like a fool?"

"A friend, his name is Louis," I say. "He's really funny."

My aunt nods turning her attention back to the TV.
Louis sends me a funny picture of him with a cheesy christmas sweater. I laugh causing my cousins to look at me, I shrug smiling sending him a weird selfie.

Lux then climbs up on the couch leaning her head on my shoulder I smile taking a selfie with her and sending it to Louis. She smiles at me I pull her on to my lap kissing her cheek.

"Are you ready for Santa?" I ask tickling her she laughs nodding. "So you've been a good girl this year?" She nods laughing putting her fingers into her mouth. "Don't do that," I say continuing to tickle her.

Louis birthday was yesterday as well, I wish I could be spent it with him. I couldn't though because I was stuck here. My phone buzzes.

My Devil:
I'm bored helllillilippPpp meeee. You should entertain me!

Me:
Entertain you?

My Devil:
Yeah. Dance monkey dance!

Me:
I'm not sure what you want.

My Devil:
Take a guess.

Me:
I'm not sending you any "pictures"

My Devil:
dammit.

Me:
I gtg I'll call you later, pervert.

I tuck my phone away shaking my head. I continue to socialize with my family, painfully. None of them know me, the real me.

Unfortunately my sisters boy toy attempts to carry a conversation with me, I use big words just to throw him off. He's so utterly stupid, I'm not just saying that because I feel superior to him, because I'm not. He's just stupid.
Plus I don't like him, not one bit. I know my sister, she's smart and beautiful and talented. This guy is just a douche, he thinks he's better than me I know it.

"So your sister told me you skipped a grade?" He asks. I nod shrugging. It's really not a big deal, the only reason why I'm so smart is because my Dad pushed me to be smart he wouldn't except anything less. Gemma too. She skipped a grade and got most of her university credits done in her senior year.

We are forced to be smart.

"Must be really smart then huh?"

"Smarter than you," I reply. I guess Louis had rubbed off on me a little bit.

"Yeah, well I remember my high school years," he says in remembrance. I resist the urge to roll my eyes.

"I bet," I sigh. "You did gor through it three times." I mumbke rolling my eyes. He makes a face.

"I graduated on time."

"You should still remember it anyway, I mean it's probably not any different then your life now, correct me if I'm wrong but let me see here you are the classic A jock that the only thing bigger than your head is your ego. You probably fail all of your courses and you party twenty four seven and fuck random slutty girls, let me guess you've already cheated on my sister didn't you?"