The Mutual opposition

Dinner and a show

Louis's POV

Luna sits in the passengers seat of my car, her delicately feminine hands toying with a ballpoint pen.

Her feet are crossed over the dashboards in black knee socks.

She wears a sheer violet skirt, showing off quite a bit of her elegantly slim legs.

I wish she'd hike it up a little more.

"Stop, keep it on that one" I instruct.

"We listened to this yesterday though. The guy sounds like he could really use a cough drop."

"For your information, that guy is Isaac Slade. I've been to many of their concerts."

"I thought you only went to David Beckham's concerts."

"David Beckham is a footb-soccer player."

"Well maybe he has a passion to sing too."

I let out a chuckle.

"Maybe."

We get out of my car I'd parked in front of the coffee shop.

I'd rather have tea, but coffee shops seem to have a profound euphoria to them.

Also, because I would always visit them with El.

They're lowkey and informal dissimilar to the extravagance of a well-dressed restaurant.

"Is this what the weed looks like?" Luna inquires, pushing her cup in front of me.

I roll my eyes.

"That's a fern. I don't think they would advertise marijuana in their latte art."

"Maybe if you worked here."

"Hmm, there'd probably be a dick on it instead of a leaf."

She makes a face.

"Well who'd want to drink that?"

"I have a few people I can list. Roxanne."

"Yeah, if you were the one making it" she mumbles.

"And what's that supposed to mean?"

"Nothing."

I'm used to her jealous responses by now.

It's entertaining usually.

Mostly how she and Roxanne are polar opposites.

They have their occasional rivalries every so often.

She using Luna as her victim the way I do to Liam.

Everyone has Liam.

Someone who annoys you enough to deserve such harassment.

"I hope you won't mind she's coming shopping with me then."

Her expression instantly disheartens.

"But what am I supposed to do then?"

"You can go join Niall and Tiffany. I'm sure you'll have a lovely time."

She frowns.

"You're really pushing your luck Tomlinson."

I must have a pretty stupid grin on my face because she covers her mouth and looks away to avoid cracking up.

"You still love me though."

"I've always liked the bad boys."

"So when's Zayn proposing to Roxanne again?" She questions.