Just Go With It (Louis Tomlinson FanFic)

~Chapter 23~

Hey guys, I'm a whorebale author I know. I haven't uploaded in forever because school. I know it's a lame excuse but it's true! Who knew 8th grade would have me so...busy... But, again, I feel sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo bad for not updating earlier. I promise I'll neverevereverever leave you guys hangen again! I'm a poopy person...=(....BUTBUT I'm not stopping the story I promise! But if I ever take forever to upload again (which I prolly won't) Then you'll know why! Anywhore, this chapter...is...=)...leme know whatchu think??! READ ON MY LOVELIES! -XxxMariahJo

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*Belle's P.O.V*

"And then she told me I was, and I quote, 'Ruining her reputation as a young person'. Like what the hell! I'm not old and definitely don't look it right babe?" Cara asked, running her fingers over Harry's arm. I tried my best not to shout at her that she is in fact an old hag, so I bit my tongue and rolled my eyes. Harry forced a smile while sipping his water.

"Erm, yeah. You-your're not old...pssh...she must have been crazy..." He trailed off, setting his glass down. Zayn snorted while I let a laugh slip out, but I swiftly covered it up with a cough and sipped my coke. Sadly, this went un-noticed and Cara turned her caked-face to me. Shit.

"And what are you laughing at?" She asked, her words filled with hate. I sat up a bit straighter, mainly because her screechy voice made shivers run up my spine, and not in a good way.

"I'm sorry ma'am, but I wasn't laughing." I lied, saying ma'am to piss her off. She rolled her eyes and continued to tell us her pointless, painfully long/boring story. I honestly don't even know what she's going on about! The entire night has been about her and it's horrible. Just down right terrible. The limo ride was where it all started...

"So Harry boo, what made you decide to call me?" Cara purred to Harry after sending me daggers every chance she got. I rolled my eyes and slipped my hand into Zayn's for comfort. He smiled down at me while I rested my head on his shoulder. I attempted to smile, but I probably looked more like a retarded horse...

"Well, you see, I couldn't stop thinking about you after that interview and I wanted to keep in touch ya know?" He said, laughing nervously while his eyes darted around the room. Hah, couldn't stop thinking about her my ass. The only reason I remembered her was because she haunted my nightmares...

"Awe Harry, that's so cute! I'm so glad I gave you my number! I knew you'd call." She winked. He smiled and forced out a laugh while his eyes switched to me. I shook my head at whatever he was trying to mentally say. Let's just say I'm not to happy with him at the moment.

"Anyways, I just hope you can keep up with my years of experience as a charmer." She told him, intertwining their hands. He shifted uncomfortably and stared at the ground. It's sort of obvious he doesn't like her, I mean he can't even sit next to her like a normal person. So why'd he ask her out? I have no freaking idea. I cleared my throat.

"How many years exactly?" I asked, curious to know her age. "You know, how many years have you been a so called 'charmer'?" She looked away from Harry and her eyes landed on mine. I gulped and sat up, still leaning on Zayn. It wasn't even meant to be rude! I just genuinely want to know her age. But I guess she didn't realize that.

"You know it's rude to ask a lady her age." She snapped immediately. I bit my tongue so hard I swear I tasted the metallic blood. I wasn't even trying to be rude!

"I didn't mean it like that." I shot back just as fast, trying not to dig a deeper hole than I already have. Can't she just be civil for one moment?

"Well than enlighten me with what you really meant?" She asked, crossing her arms over her boobs, that were casually pushed up to her chin might I add.