The Love Club. *Lilo Fanfiction*

- Chapter 4 -

-Louis' P.O.V.-

We all sat in fits and giggles, Niall laughing way harder than expected, but it was getting to become more natural to hear him be the last one laughing. We had recently just watched Luke yell in confusion in anger and storm around, looking for his "cheating" Girlfriend.

I have to admit, these two have rubbed off on me a bit since I've hung out with them more. I've already gotten a little closer to Liam, but not that close. The awkwardness of our last stunt back in the locker rooms was the only thing holding me back from jumping on him and snogging his face off.

Occasionally, our arms would brush against each other's. The problem; I don't know if he means to do it, or it's just completely accidental. I'd sometimes catch him glancing at me every once in a while. Making my heart flutter and my cheeks become that annoying soft pink. Niall's laughter finally died down, the three of us jumping up and trying to act casual as Luke stormed past us. The note Niall and I helped make crumpled in his hands. We all curiously peeked our head out of the corner in the hallway, seeing that Luke had caught of with his girlfriend. His face scrunched in disgust and pointed a finger accusingly at her. She defined herself weakly, but not weak enough. He shoved the note in her shirt, yelled a struggled, "We're over!" Then stomped off.

"Ouch." I hissed, looking away, biting my finger from what we just saw. Niall agreed." Ouch." Liam sat there, grinning proudly of what he had done. Well- What WE had done. "How did you make that note so convincing?" Liam whispered, his voice quivering with excitement.

"Well, from my past experiences of being a fanboy, I proudly admit. I have some great photo shopping skills." I a smirk slowly spread across my face, fist bumping Niall's waiting fist. Niall nodded. "And I, knew how to disguise my hand writing. So you're welcome." He did a little bow, I followed after him. "And!" I interrupted them both from chattering slighty. A mischievous giggle left my mouth, "I copied it just to make a sort of- trophy." Liam clapped, impressed. "Better get to class," Niall looked at his phone quickly, "See ya at lunch?" He raised his eyebrow quickly at us and we both nodded in unison.

I felt a slight tug of my sleeve as I was about to walk after Niall, getting to my class in a rush. My head turned to meet Liam's gaze. "Hm?" As much as I tried, I fought back the urge to look at Liam's plump pouty lips. "Can we talk? Real quick." Hesitantly, before I knew it, my head was nodding as an instant reaction. Liam smiled, relieved.

"I just.. Sorta want to know.." My stomach felt queasy. I knew what he wanted to talk about. It was obvious. I braced myself, getting ready for the awkward atmosphere to drop on us like a bomb. "About back in the lockers.. I'm just really confused.." His eyebrows furrowed. Wow, this must be really hard to find words for. A faint smile reached my lips. Was I really making him this way? "Look." I said for him, smiling shyly. "I'm still confused as you are. But one thing for sure, I did enjoy what happened. And I would definitely like it happening again. When I'm ready though. Even if I might be gay, I don't know if I'd be.." I stopped for a moment, his face looked so sad and his frown was as big as an upside down rainbow. I stuttered, covering myself up quickly, "I'd be able to cope with how happy I was of being free of getting to be with my own boyfriend?" Liam's eyes lit up quickly, I let out a quick breath. That was close. A guilty feeling sat in the bottom of my stomach as he smiled so happily, little crinkles forming by his eyes.

"So, you'd actually date me?" He practically cheered. I nodded slowly, and giggled slightly. A fake, weary smile formed across my cheeks. Being with him would be so great but I'm not ready. His large hands gripped my shoulder's gently, his face beaming as he look down at me slightly. "Will you go on a date with me Lou?"