Wrong Number l.t

M.F.P.O.T.Y

*Noelle's POV*

Louis and I were walking through the park with our pinkys' hooked, because he stated, "Our pinkys' hooked is our always." Okay, that's fucking cute as hell. This whole Louis and Noelle thing is cute as hell. I ship my own boyfriend and I. I ship Loelle.

"What are you thinking about?" Louis asked booty bumping me, which caused me to almost fall over with his huge ass.

I shrugged my shoulders slightly while pouting my lips. I don't want to tell him how I was thinking about how cute our relationship is, so I just began to sing. "I'm like, yeah, she's fine! Wonder when she'll be mine! She walk past like, press rewind, to see that ass one more time!"

Louis caught to what I was singing, and joined in for the next few lines. "And I got this sewed up! Remy Boyz, they know us! All fast money, no slow bucks! No hood gang control us! " 

We were basically a couple dancing around a empty park at night singing 679 by Fetty Wrap while holding a empty Ben&Jerry's. We must look like psychos. 

It's better like that anyways.

***

Eventually Louis and I arrived back at my house as we walked up the front steps. It was quiet for the most part when we were walking back home since Lex and Harry basically ditched us at the park and left us there.

Friends of the year.

We walked in and went up to my room, which was really hard since Louis kept pinching my sides as we walked up the stairs. "Would you stop!" I yelled playfully as I slapped his hands off my hips. "I'm really ticklish!"

He laughed as he pinched my sides again. "I like your laugh!" he argued. I only turned around and fakely laughed which made him tickle my stomach as I laughed really hard.

When we finally reached the top, he stopped and only rested his hands on my waist as I walked into my room and turned on the light before he whispered, "I really like you."

I smiled and turned around, pecking him on the lips. "I really like you too." I walked over to my dresser and began to pull out some pajamas.

He shook his head and sat on my bed. "No, I mean, I really, really like you, Noelle."

I furrowed my eyebrows with my back still to him. "Yea, Louis I do too."

When I turned around I got a glimpse of him running his hands over his face. 

"Uhg, I love you Noelle."