The "L" Word(Ariana Grande+1D Fanfic)

Chapter 9

I tried to push Louis off but I couldn't. He had my hands pinned over my head while his trailed across my jaw and down my neck. I was so uncomfortable, but I couldn't really do anything about it because I was shocked.

Why is he acting like this? Just yesterday he was totally fine with taking things slow, and now here we are. What made him like this?

"Louis!" I finally shouted, roughly pushing him off me.

He gave me a confused look. "What?"

Is he serious? "What are you doing?!" I questioned.

"Um, kissing you?" he answered in a "duh" tone.

"That was a little more than 'kissing,'" I informed him sharply. "I thought you wanted to take things slow with me?"

He crosses his arms. "I guess I'm bad at taking things slow."

I rolled my eyes. "You were fine with putting effort into our steady relationship before."

"People change."

"Over one night?!" I huffed. "What has gotten into you to make you act so differently?"

"None of your business," he snapped. He pulled another cigarette from his pocket and lit it, putting it in his mouth.

I placed my hands on my hips. "And when did you start smoking?"

He groaned. "Stop acting like my mother."

"Stop acting like an asshole," I retorted.

He smirked. "I like it when you're angry."

I sighed. "And I like it when you're... Louis. This isn't you, Lou. Usually, you respect me and you're goofy, and now you're acting like a bad boy. But there's something you need to know about me."

He raised his eyebrow. "And what's that?"

"Bad boys aren't my type," I told him.

He stayed silent, and finally Louis decided to break it. "So why don't we finish what we started...?"

As soon as he took a step closer to me, I couldn't help but raise my hand and slap him across his face.

"Learn some respect," I spat and stormed back into the tour bus.

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I snuggled further into my sheets and I sobbed quietly. I wasn't crying because I was heartbroken, I was crying because Louis was so rude. Maybe this was the real him, that he made believe that he was caring.

I heard someone enter the room, and I instantly assumed it was Louis to apologize. However, I was wrong when I looked up to see Harry.

"What's wrong, Ari?" he asked, his green eyes staring into my brown ones. I noticed that his black eye was throbbing slightly.

I reached out and touched the bruise, making him wince. "Sorry," I muttered. "How did you get your black eye?"

"I'll tell you after you tell me why you're crying," he responded.

I sighed. "I don't think Louis and I are going to work out..."

"Why?" he asked.

"Today he was acting like a total jerk... Harry, you were right about him," I admitted, remembering when Harry warned me about Louis "taking relationships too quickly."

He shrugged. "To be honest, I thought he wouldn't act like that with you. You really liked him, didn't you."

"In all honesty, not really. I liked him as a friend, but I guess our friendship went down the drain," I say. "I thought we could try, and maybe I'd feel something for him, but I was wrong."

"Don't worry, Louis' not worth your tears," Harry told me.

I giggled. "Aren't you two best friends?"

He sighed. "Well, I guess our friendship is going down the train, too."

I sat up. "Why? What happened?"

"You really want to know how I got my black eye?"

I nodded.

"Louis punched me."

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Sorry this was short

But um THE ONE DIRECTION CONCERT WAS SPECTACULAR LAST NIGHT LIKE OMFG IT WAS SOO MUCH FUN AND 5SOS WAS AWESOME TOO!!!!

And now I'm experiencing post-concert depression :(

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