That Boy Named Louis.

Party and Louis

**Jayys pov**

"Hey, Jayy! Jayy!" Allison-my best friend- yelled waving her hand in front of my face. "Huh, what?" Zoning back in. "Girl, you was spacin again" Ally laughed. "Sorry" I mumble (yes I'm a girl and my name is Jayy my mother is a unique person) "As I was sayin are you comin to my party at Alyssa's or what?" She asked nearly bursting with excitement. "Of course Ally!" I say obviously. "Oh look if it isn't Misses. Whitehall and Mr. Oh excuse me Misses. Carter." Trent says from behind me. Trent bullies me because I have a boys name. I must admit he looks nice but he's rude and hateful to me and he always has been. "What do you want reject?" I ask hate thick in my voice. (Last year the football team rejected him and he never got over it he's still popular though) "You gonna crash Al's party?" He ask throwing an arm around Ally's shoulder. She shrugs it off even though he's her boyfriend. (They were dating when I met her the only reason I tolerate him is because they go out) "Guys can't you get along for one day?" Ally groans. "Sorry babe" Trent says pecking her on the cheek. "Yeah I'm going. What's it to ya willis?" I say annoyed. "Dude that party's screwed" his buddy said and they walked off. "Why do you deal with his bullshit Allison?" I ask when he walks away. "Because he isn't like that away from here he's really very sweet" she smiles. "Haha" I scoff. "Really!" She insists. "Right" I spit.

*****later that night*****

I had just finished getting ready and I was going over my self in the mirror. My black shoulder length hair hung nicely with a purple headband. My black and white striped shirt hugged my slightly curved figure with a purple blazer on top. I had on my band bracelets (All time low, Blood on the Dance Floor) and a dark pair of skinny jeans with my purple converse. I had just finished with my clothes and applying my makeup when Ally texted me telling me she was outside.

We got to Alyssa's house at around eight. We met up with friends and we started dancing. Being from Doncaster parties were insane. A boy kept eying me from across the room and I had to admit he was quite fit. "Who's that?" I say to Katie one of my other friends. "Oh he's Louis Tomlinson." She says happily. I remember him from school he's in one direction a band I simply hate he was quite nice before he left. He noticed me staring and walked over. "Hi I'm Louis" he says smiling with charm. "I know" I tell him. "Fan?" He asks raising an eyebrow. "Hardly" I reply trying to avoid him. "Wanna hang out sometime?" He smiles again. "Fuck off tommo" I sneer .

**louis pov**

This girl is playing really hard to get with me but she's gorgeous and I wanna get to know her. "So what's your name beautiful?" I ask her. "J.C." She's lying I can tell. "No it's not what's your real name?" I try again. "Jayy Carter" she glances at me from behind her gorgeous black hair. "How old are you miss carter?" I ask "eightteen" she tells me "nice I'm 21" I reply. "Lets dance yeah?" I say. "Sure nothin better to do" she smiles a little. She doesn't want to like me but I think she might. After a few songs and a whole lot of persuasion and charm I asked for her number.

**jayys pov**

"Can I get your number darling?" Louis asked. We had been dancing together hours. He's a nice enough boy but he's famous so I don't find him to be my type. For some reason when he asked though I said yes.

Authors Note

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