The Dare

Chapter 5

Chapter 5

"I'm Louis's girlfriend," Eleanor answered.

What? My eyes grew wide with anger. Without even realizing it, my glass of water slipped out of my hands and shattered on the floor.

My mouth was open wide. Eleanor looked at me with a strange face.

"Is everything okay?" Eleanor asked.

I stood still with shock. What I couldn't believe was that Louis practically led me on to think that he felt something towards me.

I was actually starting to have feelings for him. Too bad he already had a girlfriend.

Hannah, you're crazy. Why would THE famous Louis Tomlinson like you, just the normal, not-so-exciting Hannah?

I shook the thoughts out of my head, knowing that I didn't want these two girls to have any idea that I liked Louis more than just a friend.

"Sorry," I said embarrassed. I turned on the light. I dropped down to the floor to clean up the shattered glass.

"Hannah?" Kennedy mumbled from bed. I completely forgot she was in here.

"Danielle and Eleanor just arrived," I announced.

Kennedy quickly hopped out of bed.

"Hi, I'm Kennedy," Kennedy stuck out her hand.

"Eleanor," Eleanor smiled and shook her hand.

"I'm Danielle," she smiled and acceptingly took her hand gesture.

"Nice to meet you," Kennedy smiled. I could tell that she was trying her very hardest not to blow up on them for interrupting her beauty sleep.

Danielle bent down and helped me pick up the rest of the broken glass.

"I'm sorry, but I didn't know two of you were coming," I said, finally finished picking up the glass.

"Louis said that you both were okay with it," Eleanor smiled.

"Oh, I told him I'd tell you," Kennedy said, half asleep. "I guess I forgot." Kennedy officially fell on top of me, dead asleep.

"I should get her back to bed," I smiled. "Well come on in!"

I walked to the bed, dragging Kennedy. I set her in and pulled the comforter over her body.

They both walked in with bags in each of their hands.

"We can take the bedroom upstairs!" Danielle smiled.

They both walked towards the staircase.

"Is there anything I can do to help?" I asked.

"Well we each have another bag in the car and-" Eleanor started.

"I can go get them!" I offered, just trying to make a good impression on her. If she found out that her boyfriend was flirting with me, she'd hate me.

I turned for the door and walked into the cold, night air. I saw the car that I didn't recognized and opened the driver's door. I saw that the bags were not there, so I decided to check the trunk. I walked around to the back, and I opened the trunk. I grabbed the two bags.

Before I shut the trunk door, a cell phone started ringing. I walked up to the passenger seat, and I grabbed the cell phone. I looked at the caller I.D., and someone named Nate was calling the phone.

Should I answer and ask for a message, or should I just ignore the call? I don't even know who's phone it is.

The curiosity got to the best of me, so I decided to answer.