Playing the Game. (Completed)

Chapter Fourteen

*Isabella's POV*

                                         ~ ~ Dream ~ ~

“Zayn, I have to talk to you.” I told him over the phone. “Come over as soon as you can.” “I'll be right there babe.” He tells me then hang up the phone. He hops on his motorcycle and drive as fast as possible. He arrives at my house and runs straight to the front door, knocking on it repeatedly. I open the door and tears are streaming down my cheeks. He wipes a tear rolling down and I look into his amazing brown eyes. “What's wrong love?” “I'm moving.” “Where?” He asks with a hopeful expression. “America. I have to, to get away from my dad. My mum and I leaving tomorrow. I'm sorry.” He shook his head, “No, no, no don't be. We can make this work. I can move with you. We can-” I cut him short. “No, Zayn. We can't sorry.” I told him backing up when Niall came down the stairs. “Hey babe, you done packing? Our flight leaves early tomorrow” He asked kissing my cheek. Zayn suddenly looked really angry, “You are taking him with you? What about us?” I pat him on the head, “Sorry Zayn, there never was any us. It was one date. Bye bye now.” And I slam the door in his face. “Good job babe. Way to sock it to him.” Niall kissed my cheek and ran up the stairs pulling me with him.

                                  ~ ~ End Dream ~ ~

I jerk up out of bed. It was just a dream right? I would never hurt Zayn like that. Or at all for that matter. “It was just a dream Isabella. Just a dream.” I say trying to calm myself down. I look around at the bright sun shinning through my window. I must have forgot to close the curtains last night. Oh, well I need to wake up early anyway. My aunt is coming over around 11 and I need to make sure I have everything I need. My dad's younger sister goes to school with me and I thought I would nice enough to help her get ready for Prom. I don't want to lose all of my dad's side of the family. I look at the clock and it's 9:27am and Ashlyn is still sleeping. I shake her arm and she doesn't budge. “Ashlyn.” I say still shaking her. “Ashlyn!” I scream and she doesn't move. I sit still for a couple minutes, until I got an idea. “Hey Harry. Good morning.” And just like that her eyes snap open. “Harry's here?” She asked. “Gotcha!” I laugh. “You know what, screw you.” she pouts and lays back down. “No, get up. Eleanor will be here in about an hour.” “Eleanor? Eleanor Calder?” I nod. “Why?” “Because she is my aunt and since she doesn't have a date or anything, I told her she could get ready with us.” “Oh, well that was.. Umm nice of you.” “C'mon she is nice and I got a secret you might find pretty interesting.” She raised her eyebrow and leaned in closer. “Okay, but you have to promise. No, swear you don't tell anyone.” She nodded and we linked pinkies. “Alright, well she has a crush on one of our friends and has for a really long time.” “Who? Who? WHO!?” She exclaimed. “Louis.” “NO WAY!” She gasped. Louis and Ashlyn are pretty close since Louis and Harry are best friends. I've known him since I was younger because Harry is my cousin and they were always together. Like Ashlyn and I, joined at the hip. “Yeah. I think it's cute. But he is dating Mesha and-” she cut me off. “Speaking of which. Have you noticed how Mesha has been acting really strange lately?” I shook my head. “Then again, I don't hang around her as much as you do.” “You've got a point. But still it's really-” And she got cut off by a knock on the door. “Wow, Eleanor's really early.” I run to the front door and swing it open. Only it wasn't Eleanor, it's Louis. And he looks really upset. “Louis, what's wrong?” Ashlyn and I ask at the same time. “Can I come in please and then I will tell you.” I moved out of the way and motioned for him to walk upstairs. I looked at Ashlyn and she gave me the 'I'm just as confused as you are look.' We followed him and we all sat down in the living room. “Okay? What's wr-” Louis stood up. “MESHA FUCKING CHEATED ON ME. THAT'S WHAT'S WRONG!” He shouted and sat back down putting his face into his hands. “What?!? How do you know?” He looks up, his blue eyes red from crying and tears just on the brink of falling. “I went to her house to surprise her and take her out for breakfast. When I get there, there is a car parked out front that I've never seen before. So, I just figure Niall got a new car or something. I get out and walk to the front door only to see it's open. So, I just walked in. Because I am there all the time so I didn't think there was any difference if I did. I walked into her room only to see her and some other guy..” he trailed off. We stared at him wanting him to finish. “Okay and?” Ashlyn finally said. “They were..” he stopped. “We're listening.” I told him. “They were having sex. Okay? I walked in on my girlfriend of a year and some random guy having sex. God knows how long she has been doing this.” “Awee Louis. I'm so sorry.” Ashlyn said giving him a hug while I just got really mad. How could she cheat on Louis? He is a complete sweetheart. “Lou, give me your phone.” He looked at me funny and raised his eye brow. “Why?” “Just give it here.” As soon as he reached in his pocket it started ringing. I saw the screen and grabbed the phone out of his hand. “Oh, God.” Ashlyn said with wide eyes. “What?” Louis asked. “She hates cheaters and hates when people cheat on her friends. This outta be interesting” Louis tried to stop me but, I put the phone to my ear. “Hello?” I snapped. “Umm, is Louis there?” She asked. “Yes, but you can't talk to him.” “Why?” “Because he doesn't wanna talk to a cheating whore.” she gasped “Excuse you?” “You heard me. Louis knows you cheated. He knows it all.” “I-I-I don't know what you're talking about.” “I-I-I I'm sure you do.” I mocked her tone. “You cheated on the wrong boy. I swear you will regret it. And it's too late for apologizing. Because he has moved on. And she is 3 times prettier then you. You will get to see her a Prom tonight. But you better fucking hope I don't see your ugly ass or I will stomp you into the fucking ground. So, steer clear of Louis or any of his friends. You got that?” “I'm not scared of you Isabella.” “Really, because we all know who is stronger. And we all know I can out run you. So don't test me.” “Whatever, I will just tell my brother to protect me.” “Hun, you cheated on one of his best friends and he has been you brother for what? A month? I've known him my whole life. So nice try. Bye Bye now.” I hung up the phone before she could say anything. I turned around with a smile on my face to Ashlyn and Louis staring at my like I have two heads. “Here you go Boobear.” I handed him his phone. Ashlyn jumped up and hugged me. “I have taught you so well.” Louis just sat there. “Wait, wait, wait.” He stuck his hand up. “You said I have a date to Prom. With who? I'm sure everyone is taken.” “I know one person.” I smiled. “Look Bella I'm flattered. But-” “Not me. I have a date.” Before he could respond there was a knock on the door. I look out the window and start grinning. “Here is she is now.” I run down the stairs and open the door. “Hey!” I shout. “Hey Bella!” She hugs me and I whisper in her ear. “I got you a date to Prom!” We pull apart, “Who?” she asked as I pull her upstairs. “Louis, Eleanor. Eleanor Louis.” Louis started grinning and shook her hand “Nice to meet you.” She became really shy, “Hi. But we have met before. We have History together.” “Oh yeah. You are the girl who always gets in trouble for reading.” “Yeah, that's me” she let out a nervous giggle. “What happened to-” “Well, Louis be here around 6:30 to pick her up. That's when Harry and Zayn will be here.” He nods and walks out the door. “See ya later.” We all wave and as soon as he is gone I turn to Eleanor. “Okay? What just happened?” She asked. “I've like Louis for like 4 years and all of a sudden I'm his prom date and he is my Prom date?” Ashlyn and I nodded. “See, Mesha has been cheating on him for awhile now. I think. And Isabella told her Louis moved on and has a really pretty Prom date.” “But, I'm not prettier than Mesha.” Ashlyn and I looked at each other. “Trust me you are. And with our beauty skills, you will blow her out of the water.” I told her. “Now what color is your dress?” She stuck her finger up and ran out to her car. When she came back she had a beautiful green dress in her hands. “Wow, I underestimated your style El.” Ashlyn said. Eleanor laughed “It was my mom's senior Prom dress. And she was going to get rid of it. So, I told her I would wear.” “Vintage, I like it.” I smiled. “Okay. So my dress is blue. Ashlyn's is purple. And yours is green. Awesome!” “Let's go get ready!” Ashlyn exclaims and we run up to my room.