Lets Play A Game

Prologue

"So I broke up with Chelsea." Louis said casually walking up behind me. "Again?! that's the third time this week Louis!" I squeaked. He linked his arm with mine as we walked too my classroom. "Ehh I got bored." he said shrugging. "You get bored too easily." I muttered just loud enough so he would have an idea of what I said. "Hey! It's not my fault she was boring as fuck!" he said smacking my arm lightly.

I rolled my eyes at him and ruffled his hair. "Hey it took all morning for that Marcy!" he exclaimed struggling to fix his fringe. "So who is next on the list?" I mumbled. "Uhhhh there's a list?" he asked linking arms with me again. I heard someone cough "fag" as they walked by. I slowly unlinked our arms and grit my teeth as Louis looked at me confused.

We walked in silence until we got to my classroom. "See you after class Marcy!" Louis said happily grabbing me in a hug quickly before jogging down the hallway. This was how it always has been. Louis finding me in the main hall walking me to class because he has a free period next and he always picked me up after class because we both had art next.

I frowned before walking into my AP Trig class. I had to get Louis out of this habit. It wasn't healthy to have a new relationship every couple of days. I bit my pencil all throughout class writing the notes absentmindedly while I thought of ways to get him out of it. I slammed my head against my table and the class stopped and stared at me. That was the most noise I HA made in class all year.

"Sorry." I whispered. "Do you want to step outside Marcel?" the teacher asks politely. I was her best student. I nodded and got out of my chair. "Take your stuff. I know you know this all ready. I'll see you tomorrow." The teacher said to me and I grabbed my stuff gratefully running out of the classroom. Usually I didn't leave my safe haven but I have a bug up my ass.

I went along the windowed hall too the cafeteria and I looked out the windows too the football field. I saw Louis with his shirt off showing all his tattoos kicking around a football by himself. I smiled and grabbed the door at the end of the hall walking out of the school I took a route so that he wouldn't be able too see me and I crept up behind him and I couldn't help but stare at his muscular chest.

So I have a crush on my best friend so what? He doesn't know it and everytime it comes up I deny it so much. He thinks I wouldn't even think of him like that. But I do. "Just showin off your body too everyone eh?" I asked him from behind. He whirled around surprised. "Aren't you supposed to be in class Marcy?" he asked raising his eyebrow.

"Teacher said I could go. Came to find you." I told him with a wink. "Can't catch me!" he squealed and tore off down the field. I began too run after him laughing as I dropped my bag and ran after him easily. I was gaining on him am I jumped grabbing his hips and dragging him to the ground and we rolled on top of eachother and I managed to get on top straddling him pinning him to the ground.

He smirked up at me. Oh how I wanted him to be mine. "Didn't know you were top material Marcel." He said with a wink. I blushed dark red. "Didn't think you were one too bottom LouBear." I said defiantly back at him and he blushed in return. I had a momentary flash of an idea. This could work in my favor. But get him hurt.

"Lou you have a problem." I told him. "Way to sugarcoat it Marce." he said grimacing. "You like games right?" I asked him.

A/N:

I know! Another story?!

This one has been sitting in my box for a while and I finally made a title page for it.

Here we go!