My Night With Harry Styles ((ON HOLD))

Chapter Four

An hour later, I was in Louis' bathroom, applying a final dab of red gloss on my lipstck coated lips. I was wearing a short cheetah print body-con skirt. It went high up on my thighs, hugging my curves. I kept my lacy black shirt on, but had a cheetah print bra poking out the top. my hair was pulled up in a high pony tail, a small bump in my bands. I had smokey eyeshadow, red lips, and a tinge of blush. On my feet I wore red stiletto pumps.

"You ready?" Lou's voice asked through the bathrom door. I looked at myself in the mirror. I had put on a little weight. JUST a little. But it was definitely enough that I noticed.

"Hey." I grinned, opening the door.

Lou looked at my outfit, smiling.

"You look great. Come on. Harry's waiting."

Lou was wearing tan chinos, a white button down shirt, and Toms with suspenders. Typical Louis.

"You umm..realize we have to actually act like a couple...so Nathalie won't suspect anything.." he said hesitantly.

I bit my lip.

"The paps will know too. People have...to actually think we're together.." he said.

I was NOT expecting this.

"They'll find out I'm pregnant...Louis that could RUIN your career..."

Louis gripped my face in his hands, looking at me softly.

"Gemma...I. Dont. Care. We're doing this."

His eyes held all seriousness. None of their usual joking and mischief.

"So....we're fake dating now?" I asked.

Louis thought for a moment.

"Unless...you wanted it to actually be real..."

I froze. Dating Louis? Louis Tomlinson? The best friend of the father of my baby?

"I...we could try it..." I said softly.

Louis smiled.

"Great. Come on. Let's get to Harry..."

The said curly haired boy was anxiously pacing the living room. His eyes darkened in anger when he saw me coming down the stairs, Louis' arm around my waist.

"Let go of her Lou. She's - "

"She's my girlfriend." Louis stated simply.

Harry chuckled darkly.

"Look, only play your stupid games with Nathalie. Not me, and NOT the paps. Got it?" Then he turned to me. "You can't wear that out." he told me.

I laughed.

"Harry, I'll date Louis if I want to. Unlike you, he tells me the truth, and he cares about me. And Im wearing this out. Kay? Now. Let's go get your precious slag of a girlfriend." I snarled.

Instead of defending Nathalie like I expected, Harry looked at me, defeate.

"So you're with Louis...? For real?"

I nodded, stepping in closer to Lou.

Harry just walked out the door, out to the car, without looking back at me.

~*Harry's POV*~

I was going to kill Louis. He KNEW I liked Gemma. Ever since that night, I had wanted to see her again so badly. As cheesy as it sounds, I had liked her from the moment I saw her. I forced Louis to come distract her friend so I could talk to her. I just wanted to talk. Sure. I was flirting a little. But I WAS a flit. And...she kissed me first. And...wow. It was. The absolute BEST kiss I've ever had...and I've kissed a lot of girls...she had attitude and I loved it.