I Loved You First

Chapter 7

Elizabeth's POV

"Hey, Bella?" I called from the dorm bedroom while sitting on the bed to the living room to where Isabella was watching some gossip show or something.

"What?" She responded back with a mouth full of (probably) food.

"Is this Friday February 14?"

"Yeah. Which is also Valentine's Day."

"Well, duh, I know when Valentine's Day is, Goofball." She swallowed her food and got up and ran towards me.

"Isabella Ann, don't you dare-." Too late, before I could finish she tackled me harder than a football player would.

"You gotta date?! Who is it?! Is it Louis?!" She asked me quickly.

"Get off of me!" I told her breathlessly.

"Not until you tell me who's taking you out."

"Fine. Harry is." She got off of me with a confused look.

"Har-Harry? That's lovely, I guess..."

"Why do you seem so confused?"

"I...I don't know. I just expected someone else was going to take you out."

"Do you mean Louis?"

"Um...yeah."

"Why would Louis take me out?"

"Because he likes you! He-" She slapped a hand over her mouth.

"He what, Bella?"

"Okay, story time."

Isabella's POV (a few days ago)

I watched Louis talk to Zayn in the courtyard, a distance away from the bush I was hiding in. I barrel rolled up to the next bush to get closer to the conversation. I still couldn't make out what they were saying. Screw this. I got up from the bush and made my way towards the two, getting weird looks in the process. What? Haven't seen a girl emerge from a bush before?

I approached the two guys. "Hello, boys."

"Um, you got something in your..." Zayn told me as he pointed to his hair. I felt mine and discovered a twig. I quickly brushed it out.

"Oh, I have no idea how that could've gotten there!" I played it off.

"That bush maybe," Louis said and nodded towards it.

"That might've done something, haha, well Louis, can I have a word with you?"

"Yeah, sure." He looked over at Zayn. Zayn nodded and said see ya later.

"So what's up?"

"Oh, I think you know what's up, Tomlinson."

"Um, sorry?" He said with a confused look.

"I mean about you crushing on Elizabeth." He looked at me with wide eyes and looked behind him and back quickly.

"Who are you and how do you know that?" He whisper-yelled.

"I'm her best friend, Isabella, and it's quite obvious, my friend. The way you look at her with intense attraction, the way you smile when she smiles, and the fact that you blush at the mention of her name."

"Oh, I do not."

"Elizabeth." His face instantly started to grow pink. "See, told you."

"Okay, fine. You got me there. But why do you care that I like her? It's not like I'm ever gonna get her."

"I just wanted to warn you that if you ever do anything to hurt her, I'll hurt you twice as hard. Ever met a guy named Gage Peterson?"

"No."

"Exactly."

"Well I'm not the one you should be worried about. Harry's the one you gotta look out for. Womanizers never change." He looked at his phone, "Well I gotta get to class. See ya later." And he went.