Schemer

Chapter 6

"Go put on something pretty, we're going to dinner." Louis stated, walking back into his room to get dressed.

"Uh, have you not realized something?" I said.

"Oh yeah.. And change your makeup, you look like a clown." He replied.

"LOUIS!"

I could hear a chuckle from down the hall.

I stomped in there, turning off the tv as I went.

"What gorgeous, I was joking!"

"Oh, so Louis has a joking side? Hmph. I do too, that cologne is too strong and makes me want to puke every time you wear it."

"Oh really?" He said with a smirk. "Well, I happen to love that cologne!"

He walked closer to me, hand behind his back.

"Louis, I'm warning you. Don't you dare." I said.

"What? I just couldn't hear you well, so I wanted to, uh, y'know.." That's all he said before he crashed against my lips, but then he took his hand from behind his back and sprayed me all over with the cologne.

I broke apart and screamed "LOUIS WILLIAM TOMLINSON!"

I covered my mouth. I was snooping around and figured out his full name. Hey, you can't expect me to follow rules!

"How do you know my full name? You only know my first name.." He trailed off.

"Oh, you've said it before. You got mad at yourself and shouted it out at the soccer game...." I said. I bit my lip, hoping he'd believe it.

"Anyways, Oh, I don't have clothes here! Oh man, I guess I'll have to go home and get some!" I said, with mischief leaking through my voice.

Louis sighed and mumbled something under his breath.

"Fine. But make it quick, I have reservations waiting and I don't want to be late." He said with anger in his voice.

Seriously! Why in the heck does this boy get angry so easily?!

We got in the car and drove to my house.

"Hurry up!" He said, acting like the world was gonna end soon.

I rolled my eyes and ran into the house.

"Hello? Anybody home?"

Kat came hopping down the stairs.

"Oh hey, Crystal! What are you doing here? Did you end your date with the hottie? Is he available? Does he have a nice home? Can I keep him? Are you two dating? Can I meet him again?" She kept rattling off question after question.

"Shut up! We 'have' to go to dinner. I'm totally dreading it! I wish I had ended whatever this thing is, he's available, but I suggest not to get involved, eh his home is alright, he's not a dog, NO WE'RE NOT DATING, and no you can't meet him." I kept answering all her questions.

"Ooooh dinner! That's fuuuunn!"

"Kat, why are you too enthusiastic?" I said, staring at her, just plopped on my bed.

I was picking out something to wear, and kept talking.

"UGH! He's so moody and ugh he's so frustrating and I wanna take his little neck and STRANGLE HIM, lord help me! I want to leave but then I want to stay and be with him and change him! I need to change him, he's had a hard time, it seems like, and sometimes he looks sad and angry and I just wanna CUDDLE HIM and be with him and kiss him and hug him and hold hands with him properly and just love him! But I don't know what to do because he's just weird and I don't know if I should stay or leave him to find some other girls but I feel like he's a player but then sometimes he looks like a lost puppy who doesn't have anyone to turn to and I just want to be there for him. An I think..... I think..... I DONT KNOW WHAT I THINK! WHAT SHOULD I THINK KAT?!?!?" I stressed.