-----Niall's P.O.V.-----
"Where were you?" Violet snaps at me, not even saying hello. But what did I expect. I had been away for a while with Kylie, and I'm sure she would have been concerned. Actually I really wasn't so sure. It seemed as though Louis and her were back to being pretty close, so I figured she would be focusing on him. That or he would be the one focusing on getting her pants off. I didn't trust that boy, no matter how long he had been friends with my sister. I scan her up and down, then Louis, trying to figure out a way to change the conversation onto her and not me. I didn't want to worry her with Kylie's condition, and frankly, I wanted to be the one to care for her. I wanted to be the one making her lunch and cuddling with her, making sure she was comfy. Not Violet. Yes, I was a jealous boyfriend.
"Where were you?" was the best subject change I could think of at the moment.
"Um, here. What does that have to do with anything?" she raises an eyebrow, clearly knowing I was changing the subject.
"Well...what were you doing? Huh?" I raise an eyebrow back at her, still not knowing where I'm going with this. Then I found something. Something that would surly make her blush and leave me alone right away. "Because it must have been pretty heated." I smirk, and I can already see the blush arise on her cheeks.
"W-what?" she does her best to sound confused. "I wasn't...we weren't even..."
"Really? Then why is Louis' pants undone?" That is when I got the reaction I had been waiting for. She turned bright red, looking back at Louis' crotch and mumbling gibberish.
"I...come on." she says hurriedly, grabing Louis' hand and pulling him out of the room. I hear Louis laugh, and roll my eyes. I swear, if Louis Tomlinson got my sister pregnant he would be dead.
-----Violet's P.O.V.-----
I knew what Niall had just done, changed the subject toward me on purpose. And it worked perfectly. I pulled Louis into my room, slaming the door and looking in the mirror right away. Yes, just as I thought, my cheeks were the brightest of reds. I put my cold palms on my cheeks trying to get the blushing to stop, but it wasn't working. I watched Louis approach my from behind, his arms wraping around my waist. I kept my hands too my cheeks, not wanting Louis to see my so red and embarased. I'm sure he just thought it was funny that Niall had caught us, but I sure didn't.
"That was so embarassing." I groaned, ignoring him trying to get my to sway back and forth. He was trying to clam me, but I wasn't in the mood. Right now I just wanted to be mad at my brother for winning. He successfully got away without answering my question, AND managed to humiliate me!
"No, it was funny." Louis mumbled, attatching his lips to my neck. My eyes watched him in the mirror, his eyes closed, focusing on what he was doing to me. I ignored it though, just to drive him mad.
"No! And where do you think he was?" I ask, but he doesn't answer, just forcefully sucks onto my neck. "Louis, you can't leave a mark. Niall will see!" I groan, making him bite down lightly, trying even harder to leave a love bite.
"Just give in." I hear him whisper/mumble against my neck. I cross my arms, a slight smirk starting to cross my face. "Then I'll have to make you." he says clearly, moving his kisses up to my jaw. I gasp, seeing the purpley mark start to become visible on my neck.
"Louis!!" I shout in annoyance. He pushed his fingers into my sides, causing my to laugh and uncross my arms. That gave him just enough time to scoop me up bridal style and lay me down on the bed. Of course I couldn't stay annoyed at Lou, so I let him lay down next to me on his side and stare at me. I moved onto my side, staring back at him, and it only took a second for him to react and press his lips to mine once again. I decided to take charge for once, getting on top of him. Once I pushed him flat on the bed I swung my legs around him, and sitting up. I watched his expression change to confused, and smirked.
"Don't stop!" he whined, making my smirk grow bigger. His eyes looked darker than usual as he squirmed under me, knocking me off of him and getting on top of me now. "I know you think it's cute to tease me or whatever, but it's not." he was smirking now, and I just watched him from below. "It's only cute when I do it."
-----Marcel's P.O.V.-----
"Hey, it's Violet! Leave a message and-"
"You sound dumb."
"Louis shut up!" Violet's familiar voice mail greeting picked up for the fourth time. "Leave a message!" And then the beep sounded.
"Erm, hey Vi, I just need you to call me back okay?" I said the same thing I had been saying for a while now. Violet was the key to winning Kylie's heart, I knew it. If I could tell Violet about my erm...crush on Kylie, then maybe she could help me win her heart! After all, Violet knew Kylie better than anyone else right? And I was so close to telling her. I had actually gone to her house again last night, but no one had been home. And now, yet again, I was too nervous to do anything tonight. I just needed to work up the courage. And I would.
-----Violet's P.O.V.------
Louis hit the 'decline call' button on my phone for the third time, setting it down on the wood table near the couch and re-tangling his hands in my hair. I looks up at him, watching him mess with the straight, bright purpley hair. We both had a habit of toying with each other's hair too much.
"What does Marcel want?" Did I hear a tinge of jealousy in his voice? It made me smile, which was probably bad.
"How should I know? He probaly just wants to hang out." I shrug it off, not really caring what Marcel wanted to talk about. Knowing him, he wouldn't be mad at me for ignoring the calls. He was such an understanding friend.
"Well you can't hang out with him."
"Did I say I wanted to?" I laugh, watching Louis' every expression.
"Cause your hanging out with me. Your boyfriend." he leaned down and pecked my lips, staying close to my face. "Your best friend." He pecked them once again. "The guy who loves you."
