My Little Firecracker.

"Milk and 4 Sugars Please."

*LOUIS’ POV*

“I don’t know man, she’s been like my little sister for as long as I can remember, I couldn’t exactly say no could I?!” I sighed to Zayn.

 “What time is she arriving?” Zayn asked.

As if on queue the door sprung open and my pintsized best friend ran in, “BOOOOOOO BEARRRRRRRRRRRRRR!” she screamed, jumping into my arms. I span her round. “Hey Pix! Oh man I’ve missed you! Want a cup of tea?” I asked warmly.

“YEP!”

 “Milk, 4 Sugars?” I teased.

 I smiled as she nodded and stuck her tongue out. Although she was nearly 17, my best friend still acted like a 7 year old most of the time. Let me explain, Pixie Jones had been my next door neighbour practically all my life, the first time I met her properly was when she was 3 and I was 5, I went to school with her brother Toby and had been round after school to play, we were in the garden playing pirates and she took my sword and threatened to make me walk the plank. She still had the same feisty little spark in her now and she could always light up the room with her cheekyness.

From the ages of 5 to 15 I spent pretty much everyday at her house, and although I was best friends with her brother, me and her still got on pretty well. After her brother tragically passed away a few weeks before I turned 16, we got closer, seeking solace in the fact that we were both going through the immense pain of losing someone who meant nearly everything to us. It was a tough and dark time for everyone, her mum went AWOL, and having no dad meant she spent nearly all her time at my house. There were some days where we wouldn’t get up, we’d just lay in bed all day, keeping eachother company, thinking. There were other days where we’d go out till all hours, drinking far too much and trying to numb the pain. I couldn’t tell you the day we got through the pain, I know I still get a little twinge in my heart when I think about Toby now, but I know we got through it together.

*ZAYN’S POV*

As Louis walked to the kitchen I got a better look at her and my eyes lit up, “Vas Happenin’ Lil’ Girly?!” I smirked, my eyes roaming down her body. She was tiny, probably 5”1 at most, she had big brown hair, smouldering eyes, a decent chest and a wicked ass.

“Vas Happenin?” she mimicked my accent perfectly, “Well, at this precise moment, I’m stood here craving Jelly tots, your unsubtly checking me out, and BooBear is in the kitchen, probably eating a carrot.”

“HAHAHAAHHAHAH” Louis chuckled from the kitchen, walking out holding a carrot and a packet of JellyTots.

 I stared in awe, “Louis, she’s good!” I laughed.

“Here ya’ go squishy, your tea will be ready in a minute” Louis said, handing her a packet of Jelly tots.

“Squishy?” I questioned.

“Haha, I’ve called Pixie squishy for as long as I can remember, although she acts all gangster, she really is a cutie little squishy baby” Louis teased, pinching her cheeks and tickling her as she squirmed and screamed, struggling to get free. “Louis Tomlinson unhand me now! Stop making me laugh! I’m gunna pee my pants! Where is your toilet?!”

“First door on the left, down there” I answered.

Louis let go and I couldn’t help watching her hips sway as she left to find the toilet, daaaaaaaamn that was a nice ass.

“Take a picture Zayn, It’ll last longer.” She said without turning round.

“How did she do that!?!” I whispered to Lou, he chuckled, “She’s magic!”

“Hey Zayn can I ask you a favour?” he said, more serious this time,

“Sure man, what do you want?” 

“Can you look out for Pixie? I know we’re best friends, but she gets all stressy if I constantly worry about her, and I know she looks all small and innocent, but she’s a little firecracker, who’s been to hell and back. I promised her brother I’d always look out for her, I don’t think I could take it if she gets hurt aswell.” He said, barely stopping for breath.

“Lou, relax, course I’ll look out for her! She’s hot!” I smiled reassuringly.

*LOUIS’ POV*

“Yeah, well she seems to like you too!” I teased, “but be warned, she’s more than a flirt than Harry!” 

“Mate, stop worrying, Pixie seems like a right laugh! The boys will love her!” Zayn said.

I smiled to myself, yeah, I was pretty sure they would. Well one things for sure, wherever Pixie Jones goes, action follows soon enough.