presidential affairs → l.s

5

"What movie are we going to see?" I asked, looking down at Louis. He was wearing a grey lip piercing today, matched with a grey hooped eyebrow piercing and a white shirt with black skinny jeans. He was also wearing white Adidas, which looked great on him.

"I was thinking Pixels? It looked entertaining, and I don't really know if you like scary movies." He replied, looking up at the sign labeled movie timings. The short line moved up a little, and there were only two people in front of us.

"I don't mind scary movies, but I have always wanted to see Pixels." I said, smiling at him. He returned the smile before stepping toward the counter as the old lady in front of us moved away with her tickets.

"Two to Pixels please." He said and I smiled.
"That will be $32.56." The teenager said through the glass not even bothering to look up at us once, and Louis slid a 50 dollar bill under the small gap.

She handed Louis two tickets, and mumbled an, "have a great time." I followed Louis through the double doors and was instantly engulfed with the smell of popcorn.

"I'm paying for snacks." I said, before Louis can say anything.

"No, it's fine-"
"Please. I have more than enough money, I don't want you to pay for everything. Ill feel bad." I said, cutting him off. He shrugged his shoulders and said an, "okay, I guess. Thank you."

After ordering a large popcorn (my idea) and a large cherry icee (Louis' choice) we walked towards the ticket Booth. The guy, he looked in his early twenties, looked at the tickets and tore them in half, keeping half and giving us back the other.

"It'll be down this hall, first door on the left. Enjoy your movie."

I smiled at the guy and followed Louis toward the door.

"Do you ever feel like a celebrity?" Louis asked, taking a drink of his icee. "Why would I?" I asked, curious, throwing three pieces of popcorn in my mouth.

"You're the president, so everyone knows who you are." He said, opening the theater door for me.

"I don't really pay attention to things like that. I like to focus more on what's important, instead of people glaring at me everywhere I go." I responded, lowering my voice. He nodded, and we walked toward the back of the theater.

We went to the very back and sat down in the corner. I looked up at the preview that was on. It was a movie called The 5th Wave. Interesting.

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The movie was funny. Louis thought it was more funny than I did, anyway. He couldn't stop laughing every time something happened. Because of that, I constantly laughed. He had a very contagious laugh.

We both finished our snacks not even half way through the movie, so I sat with my arms crossed the entire time, while Louis sat with his elbow on the cup holder next to me, which held his empty icee.

After the movie, Louis called his friend Niall, who was throwing the party. It was barely six, so Niall asked if we can help set up. Louis asked my permission, in which I said okay too.

When we got there, a short blonde guy greeted us at the door.

"Holy shit you're the president." Was the first thing he said, and I heard Louis sigh.

"Uh, yeah. But call me Harry, please." I said, holding out my hand with a smile. He raised his eyebrow and glanced at Louis before shaking my hand.

"Okay, Harry. Well, the party's supposed to start in about an hour. There's a bunch of beer in the basement, it's like an alcohol store down there, hah. Can you guys go get them? I would but they're heavy and I'm too lazy."

"Niall seriously? There's just a bunch of twelve packs down there. Those aren't heavy at all." Louis said, shaking his head.

"Well yeah but if you add that up with having to go up and down those stairs a million times, you feel like you're carrying like fifty pounds." I let out a laugh, which ended up being a little too loud, and they both looked at me.

I blushed and Louis smiled at me. "Okay, whatever. Lets go, Harry." I nodded and as he began walking away, I followed, sending a small wave to Niall as I went, who winked at me.

Oh. Well I wasn't expecting that.