Falling For My Shoe Stealer // l.t.

Too Glam To Give A Damn

** Warning: Sexual Content

Lol, just kidding. No, I reveal some scenes from the movie "Would You Rather" so beware. Sorry too.

Chapter 36:

Jessica's POV:

Have you ever had that feeling where you just have so much you could possibly do, yet you were so bored and frustrated and didn't want to do anything? Yeah, those times. That's how I felt after waking up way too early at an astounding 7:43 in the morning, and lacking the ability to fall back asleep. I mean, it's pretty early after staying up late from the boys' concert.

It also felt like those awkward times when you sleepover at a friend's house and you're always the first to wake up. Then you kind of just lay there and not know what to do while the person's sleeping. To be honest, I just wanted one of the boys to wake up so we could go get breakfast in the main lobby and I wouldn't have to be alone with the snooty people.

I was not scared. In fact, I would've gladly flaunted my non-classy outfit all over the place, but I'd rather flaunt it with someone else.

I scrolled endlessly through my phone, looking at anything that would entertain me. Why don't I have any games on this? That's when I found myself downloading useless apps that slightly appealed to me in any way, like a virtual lighter. What am I going to do? Light my virtual cigarette that I don't smoke?

I ended up deleting over half of them once I realized how stupid I was, and settled with the old, addicting, frustrating Angry Birds. This game was the absolute worst. Exactly why I never, ever will try Candy Crush.

I cried out in frustration, throwing my phone gently on the floor ten feet away from me, only to have it ring a second later. I shot towards it and answered as soon as I could, not even bothering to check the caller ID. "Hello?" I asked. "Jessica! Sorry, did I wake you?" Liam's familiar voice asked in a hushed tone.

I sighed, screaming on the inside with pain from my frustration. You know what I'm talking about.

"Please, please, please get me out of this room," I begged, fisting the carpeted floor with my free hand. His quiet laugh echoed through the phone as I waited.

"Course. I'm almost ready and we'll go downstairs, or we can try to eat out if you want. I'll check to see if any of the others are awake too," he suggested.

"Yeah, sounds fine," I sighed, relaxing somewhat.

"Great. Then I'll meet you in the hallway in... five minutes?" He asked. I agreed quickly and left him to finish getting dressed or whatever he does.

I waited four minutes by pacing around my room, refusing to play any games on my phone or anything else. I was too scared to turn on the Tv alone because I didn't know if it would cost or not. I didn't sit next to the window and gaze at the gorgeous view I saw from the 30th floor.

Let's be real. Who can just sit and stare at buildings and cars and be peaceful? I would get really frantic and want to move a lot. But seriously, who can just stare at this?

I opened the door to the hallway and looked to my left, seeing Louis standing with his back to me. He wore his familiar white polo shirt and blue jeans rolled up slightly at the bottom. The sound of my door clicking shut caused him to spin around and smile at me while fixing his collar. "Morning," he greeted me cutely.

Louis has this aura that makes you want to make him believe how adorable he is. He gives you the urge to compliment him all the time, telling him that he's handsome and cute.

"Hi," I smiled back, fiddling with the end of my shirt nervously. I wouldn't have normally cared about my appearance that much when I first met the boys, but now that I have a major crush on Louis I always do.