More than Friends

Chapter 4

Well, considering Savanna won both games, I plop down in one of the chairs, and begin pouting. I worked my butt off both games, and she beat me by about ten points both games.

"Aw, what's the princess' problem?"

I glare up at Louis, and stick my tongue out at him. I decide to turn on the sass, and give Louis a taste of his own medicine.

"LOUIS WILLIAM TOMLINSON! I cannot believe you just asked me." I take this opportunity to snap my fingers in a Z formation. "I am fine."

I throw my hands in the air, and walk towards the group. They are all staring with wide eyes, and once they realize what just happened, they all break into a round of applause.

"The Tomlinson just got beat at his own game!"

Louis still looks stunned, and Harry walks over to comfort him.

"Boo bear, it will be alright. No one could ever out sass you."

He looks at me, and I just smirk. He walks towards me, and I stiffen slightly. My heart feels like its going to beat out of my chest, and he is just making it worse. He leans down, and whispers into my ear.

"Silly girl. You could never outsass the Sass master himself."

And I lose it. I feel my face go blood red, and I cant do anything about it. Anytime a guy calls me silly, I turn a deeper shade of Crimson than the Alabama Crimson Tide. I immediatly look down at me feet, and hope he doesn't notice my burning red cheeks.

But of course, he does, and he raises his eyebrows at me.

"What did I say to make you blush so bad?"

I shake my head, and look towards the rest of the group, who's eyes are trained on us, not wanting to miss a minute of the drama. Savanna walks over to Louis, and whispsers something in his ear. A small grin creeps onto his face, which slowly turns into an ear to ear smile. Shoot. She told him.

They both walk away without saying another word, and I have an awful feeling that they are planning something awful. I shiver at the thought, and follow behind them.

"Alright, I'm exhausted. I think we should head back to the hotel. What do you guys say?"

We all nod, and Liam leads the way back to the van. I notice Harry getting into the seat next to Savanna, and I also notice Niall's face fall when he see's Harry smiling over at Savanna.

I smirk, and climb into the empty seat next to Lou.

"Um did I say you could sit there?"

If I didn't know him as well I do, I would think he was being serious. Perks of being a directioner.

"Nope."

I pop the p on the end, and cock my head to the side, just for the dramatic effect.

"Watcha gonna do about it Tomlinson?"

He thinks about it for a minute, before smiling evilly. He doesn't do anything, which scares me the most. It means that he is planning something. It doesn't take us long to reach the hotel, and it's no surprise that there is popparazi everywhere. It takes my eyes a while to adjust to the flashing, and once they do, I am having a hat shoved on my head, and a pair of glasses pushed onto my face.

"Put your hood up, and keep your eyes down. Once we get inside you can take all this junk off."

Savanna and I nod at Paul's instructions, and hop out of the van. One of the guys puts their arms around my shouldrs, and help me to push through the crowd. We get into the lobby, and the arm is released. I see that it was Louis' and smile slightly. Not noticable, but still there.