Drama Class » l.t. au

Chapter 2

This wasn't my day at all. First of all, I woke up at 8:40am, and had Drama class in twenty minutes. Second of all, I was going to see Louis Tomlinson again after yesterday. Third of all, I have Drama class three days in a row so I'd have to see him tomorrow too. Well fuck.

I had to hurry, so I threw on literally the first outfit I saw, and I was surprised by how good it actually was; a baggy, plain white T-shirt, plaid red spring jacket, skinny jeans and red vans. I only had a minute to use the bathroom so I used the toilet and Colgate Plax, spitting it out through the window outside the Drama classroom. The class was starting in two minutes, and I couldn't be more thankful.

"Very lady like," I heard a voice behind me say, and I immediately recognized it. I did because it sent shivers down my spine, and my blood freeze but in the same time boil. I slowly turned my head to the right and saw the one and only Louis Tomlinson.

I turned around again and spat again. I heard him laugh and approach me.

"Why so classy?" he said, leaning on the wall next to the window I opened, with his hands in his pockets. He was smirking at me and if I didn't hate his guts I would have probably said he's cute. But since that isn't the world we live in, I can't say that.

I was surprised that he was in a good mood around me, considering what happened yesterday.

"Oh, I'm just pretending you're that bush over there," I spat again at a bush, answering his question. The smirk left his face for a moment, but returned to his face as soon as it disappeared.

"Is it because you can't toss my thing without any fluids?" he asked, and I was confused for a second. But as soon as I realized what he was talking about I made a disgusted face, but quickly decided to play his game.

"Louis, if I went anywhere near your thing, the only thing I'd want to do is chop it off," I said, spitting one last time before closing the window, and leaned against the wall the same way as him, crossing my arms.

Louis chuckled and grinned at the ground. I had to admit, he was decent looking, but I thought that about every other guy in school, so it probably didn't mean anything. No! It didn't mean absolutely anything.

"I love how you keep rejecting me," he said smiling as he looked up at me. Huh?

"Wait, did I hear you well? Did you just say you love being rejected?" I smirked at the sound of the sentence.

He rolled his eyes in an amused way, "No, I just haven't had a girl reject me in a long time. I've forgotten how it feels," well, this made my confidence become a level higher.

"I can revive that feeling anytime," I smirked and looked at him from under my eyelashes. He titled his head on the left and shook it, as I started walking towards the door. Just as I was reaching for the doorknob, Louis spoke again.

"When are you going to give in, Lorena?" I was a little taken aback by that.

"Give in to what?"

"To me. We're gonna get old before you let me even kiss you."

"Well, if you want to get kissed..." I turned around and walked to him until I was right in front of him. I leaned in and there was a millimeter separating our lips, but Louis didn't move an inch. He just stared at my lips and then my eyes, not even breathing. I brushed my lips against his cheek as I made my way to his ear. "... Go ask Jasmine. She'll do a lot more than that," I said monotonically, a huge contrast to the seductive slag I was just a few seconds ago.

Louis let out a frustrated breath as I pulled away to laugh at him. If this hadn't proved him that I do not want him, I don't know what will.

But when he looked up at me, his eyes reasured me that he wasn't going to give up any time soon. The look in his eyes and slight smile on his face were saying "Either way you're gonna be mine one day so why bother". Wow, Louis made me rhyme.