Chapter 12

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Louis's POV
Flashback this morning

"So it's definitely okay by her to let me use it?" Kenny asks nervously and I sigh in frustration.
"Yes, Kenny, for God's sake!" I say and put my hands behind my head. I really hope he doesn't fuck up and leaves her car in time. I've planned this all through so neatly that I'll get extremely mad if he fucks up. I mean I turned of her alarm to make her late, I wanted her stressed. I knew her classes started at 9.20 and I knew her last was at 3 pm, I saw her schedule in her room while I was there with her clingy ass best friend.
It worked, It worked exactly the way I wanted it to work and if Kenny fucks up and she finds out, everything will be fucked up.
"Leave the car before 2.30 pm, she needs it after she's finished with her classes." I lie and he nods.
"You s-" he starts and I clench my fists.
"Yes, Kenny, I'm fucking sure! Leave the car at the same spot at 2.30, exactly. Got it?" I yell and he nods.
"Jesus, Tommo, chill. What's gotten into you? Who's this chick anyways?" Kenny asks as he sits down on the kitchen chair. I join him and rub my temples.
"She's a very special one."

Alexis POV

"Louis's new car? His new fucking car?" I yell as I turn to Kenny. I really need to stop swearing.
"I lied to them. Listen, they are high as fuck, I found them like this in a fucking cafe! I couldn't leave them like that. It wasn't supposed to go like this, it wasn't-" he rambles but I interrupt him. I don't want to leave Harry and Zayn running around the streets high as towers even though it would be extremely funny.
"I'll take them somewhere but only in one condition." I say and he nods.
"Anything, I don't have a car and I don't know what to do with these fuckheads." He says and I want to laugh at the way he describes them, but I decide against it.
"You tell me why you stole my car." I say harshly and he gulps as he nods.
"Get in." I say as I sit in the front of the steering wheel. I hear Zayn and Harry laughing in the background as I'm gagging of the smell of weed.
Kenny sits in the front and sits in silence as I drive away.

"Spit it out." I say as I'm driving. I don't even know where to take them, I guess I'll drive around for awhile.
"Okay." He says and breathes. "Fucking Louis." He says quietly thinking I didn't hear it.
"Your.. friend? Um, Louis told me I could borrow your car for an errand." He simply says and I'm frustrated. That's all I get? Oh, no way.
"What did he exactly tell you?" I ask. He breathes out thinking of what he's going to say.
"I'm no snitch." He says and I groan.
"I couldn't give a less shit about you being a snitch. I want to know how you got the keys to my car and why you were using it, in details." I snap as I hear Zayn and Harry arguing about who's the best at rapping. I shake my head at them, pathetic.
"Fuck, you're a tough one." He says and rubs his neck through his hoodie.
"What was your errand?" I ask and he freezes.
"None of your business." He snaps and I harden my grip on the wheel.
"None of my business? It's indeed my business if my car was involved." I test him and he groans.
"I can't tell you." He says and I feel my temper almost exploding.
I've heard his name before somewhere. Kenny, I think I heard Louis or someone talk about him. Maybe he's apart of their squad? I don't know.
"You're good friends with Louis?" I ask hoping he gives me a good answer.
"Yeah, pretty good friends, I'm good friends with all of them." He says and I nod. He could be a part of their squad. God, where have I heard his name?
"What's your name?" He asks. "I'm very sorry for borrowing your car, I really didn't know you weren't okay with all this since Louis had your car keys." He says politely and gives me a little smile.
"I'm Alexis." I say ignoring the last thing he said. He doesn't get to say sorry and get away with it.
I see his smile turn to an angry frown as he's clenching his fists.
"Oh." He says trying not to sound angry.
"Oh?" I repeat him. He ignores me and I keep driving not knowing what to say. I'm so confused. It's like he recognized my name, like he knew. Louis has probably told him something about me but I don't see why he should get upset. Maybe he didn't know it was my car? I don't know.

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