Fearless [ON HOLD]

Phones and Such

I was laying on something soft, a bed or couch.

It didn't feel familiar at all.

My eyes snapped open.

Louis could've turned into bitchy-Louis and left me there. 

I could've been on a frat-house's couch.

I sat up straight and looked around, I was in a house.

Just not mine.

I could feel a scream start in my throat before I heard his voice, "Relax. You're at my place." He stood parallel from the couch I was on.

I let my shoulders fall, nodding to him. That's when I realized my head hurt. A lot. I rubbed my forehead as a reflex and Louis spoke up again, "You hit your head, if you hadn't pieced that together yet."

I glared at him, "Thank you, Captin Obvious"

He smiled and saluted, "Anytime, Sargent Sarcasm"

I rolled my eyes, "Why did you bring me here?" 

Louis frowned a bit, looking around, "You don't like mine and Harry's flat?"

My eyes widened slightly at Harry's name, but I guess it was noticeable, "Relax, he doesn't even know you're here"

I swung my legs over the edge of the couch and sat properly, "No, I like your flat, but why didn't you take me home?"

Louis sat next to me slowly, "You didn't tell me where you lived, remember?"

I nodded as I thought back and without hesitating I asked, "Oh... Can I go home now?" He looked me up and down, "Sure, but this time I'm driving, and you're gonna have to tell me where you live."

I nodded slowly, "Will do, just don't tell your little friends where I live."

He nodded back, "Will do, now c'mon"

Before I could stand, Louis picked me up, his arm behind my knees and shoulderblades and started walking to the door. 

My eyes widened before I spoke slowly, "What the hell are you doing?"

He glanced at me calmly, "Elephant hunting, what hell the does it look like?" I rolled my eyes at his sarcasm, "Why are you carrying me?"

He rolled his eyes back at me as he opened the door, "You can't walk, duh"

I crossed my arms, "I can walk perfectly fine" He nodded, "Yeah, keep telling yourself that"

What the hell was his problem? I was getting frustrated, "I'm not, I'm telling you"

He nodded again, "Sure" Just then he walked outside, unlocking and opening the car door. 

"Here you go" he muttered, sitting me in the car. I crossed my arms again, "I could've walked"

Louis shook his head, "No, you couldn't" 

I couldn't help but roll my eyes, "Whatever you say, just get in and take me home" 

He smirked to himself and started to sing quietly, "If you don't wanna, take it slow, and you just wanna, take me home."

I shook my head at him, "Singing your own songs, smooth Lou, smooth" 

He narrowed his eyes as he got into the other side of the car, "How do you know it was a One Direction song?" I shrugged, "I never said I hadn't heard your music, I said I hadn't heard of you"