Wasted

Chapter 18

Here's the 'date' (: we start in another Louis' point of view! Enjoyyyy

Double update today woohoow

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*Louis' POV*

She's looking around my car like a child in the zoo, the annoying kid she is. "So you don't have facebook?" She asks. She isn't going to ask questions the whole time isn't she? "No, don't know why." I answer her. I don't want curious people like her in my business that's why.

"Oh." She says and looks outside. I'm getting her there, she's staring to like me. It's one step out of many I'll have to take but she's making it harder than all those other sluts so that makes it just as worth it.

"And how did you know where I live?" There she goes. I knew that question was coming. How do I have to answer that? 'Oh uhm I just followed you around when you were jogging to Alison's house and I followed you when you went for groceries and when Liam brought you home.' Yeah she would probably not appreciate my honesty so I guess I could tell her one more lie, I already told her a dozen so what's the point.

"I saw you once as I brought Harry to that blonde, you were leaving the house with a guy, I saw him once on a party I think." Okay that wasn't completely lied, I saw her as Liam picked her up and that asshole of a Niall was there too and that Zayn dude but she doesn't have to know I know them. The less she knows about me the better. No unneeded risks. "Oh that was probably Liam." She says. "Uhm you know him?" She asks a bit later. Why would she want to know that? "Well I heard about him but I don't know him personally." I lie. She nods, her finger starts playing with one of her brown curls.

"We're almost there."

*Maddy's POV*

"We're almost there." Louis informs me. Now it's clear Liam, Niall and Zayn don't personally know Louis, he just beamed that. Now I feel guilty I thought Liam was lying to me.

Louis drives around a corner and then slows down to pull into a lot in front of a building. We both step out of his black car and Louis goes inside, he keeps the door a bit open so I can just go through it, the gentleman he is. All the small buttons show me he and Harry live on the third floor in apartment 17.

The elevator is out of work so I follow Louis on the stairs, three floors long. "It's good for my condition." He jokes. As we finally reach the third floor he opens one of the doors with the key he grabbed out of the pocket of his pants. "So here we live, again don't mind the junk, Harry isn't here that often lately." Louis reminds me of Harry being the 'cleaning lady' of the two of them. "You live nice here." I say, half lying. It's not the biggest apartment ever seen, actually it's pretty small. The kitchen is tiny and there's just enough space for a small kitchen table, the living room is no ballroom either, a television, xbox, an old sofa and a little dresser and low table filled the room completely.

"No we don't." Louis smirks. "We don't need much more." I nod in response. "We have separate bedrooms, we do have to share a tiny bathroom and after a party ,as one or both of us drank to much, that isn't so much fun." We sit down on the old sofa, Louis shows me some movies and I pick out one without really looking, it are all the typical 'what boys love' movies. He puts it in the reader and sits down next to me on the sofa.

"I'll order pizza." He says and jogs to the telephone hanging on the wall. Who even has that in his living room these days? His fingers run through his hair while talking. I hear him asking for extra cheese, Louis, you feel me. When he sits down he places a can of coke in front of me on the low table. His pink lips formed into a small smile as he comes to sit closer to me. I try to focus on the screen not knowing if I should look him in the eyes or not, he's staring at me and it makes me feel uncomfortable. I turn my head to face him and for two seconds he stares straight into my eyes, he wakes up from his daydream and abruptly looks away, shaking his head to himself.