Just Go With It (Louis Tomlinson FanFic)

~Chapter 4~

Alright, my updates are so fast because i actually wrote this story ahead of time! But now they won't be as speedy because this is the last one I made before I created my account! I have a nice plan in my head for this one, so hear me out! Anyways, VOMMENT! And just remember you're ALL perfect in your own ways. Alright, so before I start rambling on, here's chapter four! Read on my lovelies! -XxxMariahJo

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*Belle's P.O.V*

I sat there for a while watching Harry and Louis go back and forth. It was quite amusing if I do say so myself! As much as Louis has been annoying me, he's funny. Harry's a laugh too. I mean these guys should be famous comedians or something! They seem to be about my age, so they would be pretty popular. Then, another thought popped into my head. As their banter died down, I took the time to question them.

"How old are you guys?" I asked curiously. They all waited for someone to talk first.

"Well I'm twenty!" Louis started off. I almost choked on my own spit.

"WHAT?!?" I shouted in shock. He sighed.

"Yes I know, I'm a bit childish for my age..." He trailed off.

"A bit? You're a full adult and you act like you're still in dippers!" I said still surprised. All of the guys, but Louis, chuckled. I mean I know I'm eighteen and considered an adult, but he's in his twenties!

"Hey! I consider myself to be in my twen-teens thank you very much. And I act like that cause' I want to stay young foreverrrrrrr!" He stated proudly, sounding a lot like Peter Pan. I rolled my eyes.

"Oh Lord...How about you guys?" I asked the rest of the boys. My mood was finally starting to lighten up. They weren't as bad as I thought. Well four out of five is good...

"Well me and Liam are nineteen and Haz and Niall are eighteen! With Harry being the youngest of course!" Zayn said while pinching Harry's checks. He blushed and I laughed. Harry was adorable...like in a baby sort of way! But he still managed to be hot at the same time.

"Well I'm eighteen if it makes you feel better, Harry!" I said with a smile trying to comfort the pouting boy. He looked at me and grinned.

"Awe Haz, you and Nialler have another youngin' to add to your group! Now you can be triplets! You can call yourselves the three musketeers! With two hotties and one ugly, you guys will be unstoppable!" Louis exclaimed. Excuse me? "Haz and Niall, its your job to charm the villains with your looks. Then, Belle, you come in and stone them like Medusa with your hideous mask that you call a face." Louis finished with a smirk. Oh he thinks he's so funny.

"Ooo Lou, I don't think my 'mask' is scary enough, can't I just borrow yours?" I asked. Score two for Belle! He was about to speak, but I help up my hand signaling for him to zip it. "And before you say a lame come back, think about if it's cool enough for a fifth grader to use. Cuz' theirs are better than yours." I said, cutting him off before he could say anything else smart. Zayn clamped a hand over an embarrassed looking Lou's shoulder.

"It's good to loose sometimes Lou, teaches you that we're all human." He tried to say with a straight face, but ended up laughing with the rest in the end. Louis slumped back, giving me a defeated look. And Belle wins this round!

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It was quiet after we all calmed down. Louis kept on sending me annoying smirks, so I kept sending him evil glares. Harry let out an awkward sneeze that broke the silence.

"S'cuse me." He said in his accent. His accent... It was cute, I mean all of theirs were. Where were they from exactly?

"So where are you guys from? You're accents tell me that your British, with the exception of Niall, but where in Britain?" I asked no one in particular.