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Chapter Two

*****************A/N: PLEASE DO NOT SKIP THIS BECAUSE THIS IS IMPORTANT ONCE AGAIN. Some chapters switch POV's (Point of View for all those newbies to the fandom/the watt [a hipster name I made up for wattpad], welcome.) THIS CHAPTER SWITCHES TO LOUIS' POV. Okay thanks for reading, four reads word. Have a lovely day. Tell you friends, please. I would appreciate that because that would be lovely. Kisses. I'm outtie.***********************

         Teenage Dirtbag: Original by Wheatus, Cover by One Direction

                                            Louis' POV

Did I say something stupid? She just nodded, took the book and walked away. Maybe she isn't interested in me? Who am I kidding, Elise would never be interested in me. We weren't in the same "crowd" and we never would be. To her, I am some dirtbag and she is some sort of princess. A princess in a good way, not in a prissy and obnoxious way.

She was so beautiful in an untouchable way. Elise looks innocent, but she isn't too innocent where she's dumb. Elise and dumb should not even be used in the same paragraph, let alone sentence. She was one of the top students in the grade.

We had a lot of the same classes together, I did that on purpose. I hope she didn't notice. The only classes  I don't have with her are her dance classes, I will never dance, ever. That kid Niall has the same classes too, Elise hangs out with him. Niall and I went to the same high school, we were best friends. Then I became a dirtbag and he became an obnoxious son of a female dog. I am glad they aren't dating because she deserves someone better than him.

Too bad she doesn't care, or give a damn about me. I have never been attracted to a girl like her before. Usually it was the cheerleader who just broke up with the quarterback and needed a rebound. Elise was different, intriguing, surprising, wonderful. I would do anything to make Elise mine. Maybe if I can just show her that we are meant to be.

I don't know anything about her. Well, except that she can rock Keds and is amazing and beautiful and witty and creative and smart and everything that a guy would want in a girl... If my friends could hear me they would beat me up.

"We can hear you, Louis." Jack's voice snapped me out of my day dreaming, "So, who's this Elise? Another cheerleader? "

"No, Jack, she's different and she's mine so don't try to go after her." I said. Jack is a lot smoother with the girls, I haven't dated since senior year of high school. Jack has three girlfriends at the moment.

"Oh, so you two are together?" Jack smiled a wicked and twisted smile. What am I getting myself into?

I rolled my eyes, "No, we are just, um, friends for now. But I'm planning on asking her out on a date or something."

"Then technically she isn't 'yours', mate." Jack sneered, all the other boys laughed.

"Louis! Was she that girl who you gave her notebook too? She sure seemed into you!" Zayn yelled and erupted into laughter along with everyone else.

My face was red, I should not have given her that book. I saw her drop it and practically ran across campus just to give it to her. All of the boys saw. That was not a good idea. But then again, I got to talk to her. She smelled like coconuts.

"Whatever guys, just stay out of it. Don't mess with her." I said, walking away and in the direction of the library.