Chapter 10
Izzy's POV
We pulled apart and looked at the person who spoke. Gemma was standing there, a smirk on her face.
"Uh..." I was at a loss for words.
"Smooth." She winked and walked away.
"What the fuck was that?" Louis chuckled, his hands still on my hips.
"I have no idea, but we should probably get back out there before someone starts looking for us!" I replied, taking Louis's hand and walking out. He shut the door behind us. Harry came out of the bathroom. He looked between our intertwined hands and each of our faces.
"Lou, you have a little something on your face." He laughed. Louis immediately wiped at his lips with the back of his hand. I began to laugh when I saw my red lipstick smeared over his lips.
"I wouldn't be laughing, Iz! You're no better!" Harry told me.
"Shit!" I ran into the bathroom and sure enough, my lipstick was smudged. I dampened a paper towel and wiped off the edges of my lips. It looked better after a bit of wiping. I went back out and Louis was still trying to clean off his mouth.
"Go use a damp paper towel." I told him. He nodded and went into the bathroom.
"What happened?" Harry asked, the second the door closed.
"What's it to ya?" I asked, smirking a bit as I cross my arms over my chest.
"Well, you both come out of a closet, holding hands and lipstick smudged all over both of your faces."
"I was taking a risk." I told him, smiling.
"I thought you didn't like Louis?"
"I didn't realize that I like him until I talked to my friend from back home."
"Oh."
"Wait... Why did Gemma tell you about our conversation?"
"We may or may not have been trying to set you two up..." He admitted.
"Harry!" I smacked his arm.
"Hey! It worked!"
"Not entirely! He hasn't asked me out yet!"
"Oh believe me! He will!"
"How can you be sure?"
"Because Louis is my best friend. I know him better than anyone."
"Okay."
Louis' POV
I went into the bathroom and grabbed a paper towel, running it under the water. I wiped at my mouth, cleaning it off. I looked at myself in the mirror. I needed to shave, my beard was a little scruffy.
I sighed and went back out Harry an Izzy were talking.
"Because Louis is my best friend. I know him better than anyone."
"Okay."
"What was that Harold?" I asked.
"I was just telling Izzy about how I know you better than anyone."
"Really?"
"Yep."
"What's my favorite color?"
"Red."
"Favorite sport?"
"Football."
"Birth name?"
"Louis Troy Austin."
"Wait, your real name isn't Louis William Tomlinson?" Izzy asked.
"It is, but it's not my birth name." I explained.
"Ohh."
"Well I'll leave you two." Harry said, turning on his heel.
"Why was he acting weird?" I asked.
"He was acting weird?"
"I mean, he acts weird normally, but he was acting normal, so that's weird."
"Oh. I don't know."
"Could it be because of us?"
"What do you mean us?"
"What happened in the closet?"
"I don't know."
"So are we a thing now?" I blurted.
"I don't know, nobody has asked me anything." She smirked.
"Izzy?"
"Yes?"
"Would you like to be my girlfriend?"
"I would be delighted." She smiled, making me smile.
"Good." I gave her a peck on the lips. I heard a song playing in the room.
"I love this song." Izzy exclaimed.
"Well then, can I have this dance?" I held out my hand. She laid hers on top of mine and I led her into the room. I put my hands on her waist as she wrapped hers around my neck. I held her close and she rested her head on my shoulder as we swayed back and forth to the beat of the slow song.
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My New Siblings
FanfictionIzzy is nineteen and still lives at home. She and her father move all the way to Cheshire, England where her father is marrying Anne Styles. Yes, THE Anne Styles, mother to Gemma and Harry Styles. Izzy is there to make her father happy and is not lo...