Where to Go

Chapter 8

Taylors POV-

"I don't know how to say this but..." *phone rings*  I sighed heavily and answered the phone,"Yes?!" "Hello to you to!,"Lauren sassed back. "Just wanted to say dinners done!" "Ugh, alright.." "You're more than welcome to have Louis join us!,'Lauren enthused. I wish I could have him, but I know I can't. Not yet at least. "Byee Lauren,"I said laughing. "But-" I ended the call. "Haha what was that about?,"Louis asked. "Lauren just saying dinners done." Louis sighed, a cloud of condensation forming. "Well...I guess this means I've got to take you back." I half smiled, clearly upset too. "Time goes by too fast,"I complained. "I know. It feels like I've only been here for half an hour!" "I know! And it's been at least 4!" I rolled my eyes, and noticed Louis did the same thing. He noticed too, chuckling. I giggled too. "You're interesting you know,"Louis smiled, looking up from the ground at me. I laughed,"Not so bad yourself" "Did you ever even get that striped pillow?" Louis rolled his eyes playfully. "No. Someone had to spill my coffee! I do actually need to go shopping again though. You should come." My cheeks warmed,"Yeah...I'd like that." "Me too." I looked at the bare trees, thinking of how I should tell him. He's probably not even looking for a relationship like that anyway, so why worry. I heard Louis chuckle, and turned to see him holding a snowball. Before I could say anything, he flung it at my coat. I stood there jaw dropped. "You are NOT starting this! Do you have some weird thing with spilling or throwing things at me?" "Maybe....."He smiled mischievously. I dug my hand in the snow, making the best  snowball ever. His eyes got wide, then he turned and bolted a few feet ahead next to a lone pine tree, scooping one for himself. Wasting no time, I sprinted towards his back. Just when I was going to throw it, he turned around with the snowball, making it go in is face. Louis shrieked, whipping his snowball at me. I burst out laughing at him. "You better watch yourself!,"Louis said getting up from the snow, coming at me. I screamed, laughing, and ran down the street as fast as I could for the house. Thank God there was no ice! Louis ran after me, laughing too. I turned my head around to look at him,"Oh come on! You're not letting me win are you?!" That's when Louis really caught up. I guess he was going easy on me. I made it to my front lawn, when his hands were on my shoulders and we went falling in the snow. "Louis!" I yelled. He was just laughing, snow in his hair and eyelashes. "What?!,"He chuckled. "I like this look for you,"He said picking snow out of my hair. "My hands are FREEZING now!" I laughed. Louis grabbed my hand, taking the glove off. "Just checking for hypothermia...." "Are you crazy! My fingers will freeze even more now!" He held my fingers in his oddly warm hands. "I'm jealous, how are your hands so warm?" "Maybe....because I'm having so much fun,"He said, giving me an obnoxious wink. I chuckled. "You need to work on that,"I teased. Louis smiled,"Here, you should probably get inside, before you get a cold." He still held my hand and pulled me up. Louis looked at me, with pleading eyes, putting my hand to his cheek. "This was really fun. Can we do it again sometime? I love hanging out with you,"He asked. "Ugh..Erm absolutely,"I stuttered. I'm at a loss for words. He doesn't like hanging out with me, he loves it? Oh my gosh...someone kill me now! I blushed again. Gosh I have a huge problem with that. "You're always doing that,"He smiles, taking my hand away from his face. He squeezed my hand, and slowly moved my fingertips to his lips, kissing them. "I'll text you later love,"Louis said, letting go. What just happened?! OH MY GOD! "Yeah text me when you get home, so I know you made it there okay,"I smiled, beat red. "You got it,"Louis said, smiling with that same obnoxious wink, as he got in his car. I stood there in awe. He started pulling away, waving. All I could do was wave back, frozen. I stood there for a good five minutes after he left, thinking about what just happened this afternoon. My phone vibrated, breaking me out of my trance. I almost cried when I saw who it was.

Text from Zayn- 'gettin offa work soon ;)'

What did I do?! I can't do this. I have to tell Louis about Zayn, I just don't know how....or when to do it.

Text to Zayn-' :D lemme know wen ur out. maybe u culd stop in 4 dinner?'

I waited another minute, but there was no reply, so I trudged into the house. "Whoah you actually came home! I didn't think you were, since I called like 20 minutes again!" "Sorry,"I grumbled. "Whoah did you like get in a fight with Louis or Z or something? Because you don't' sound too happy." "No. I honestly just want to eat okay." "Oh I called to let you know it was going to be done. It isn't done yet." "Ugh! Seriously!", I whined. "What is it anyways?" "Homemade hot pockets." Well at least we're eating good tonight. "How come you didn't bring Louis? He could have come." "No...he had to go...plus I just couldn't anyways." "Why? He's a friend right?" "A really close one,"I said under my breath. "What?" Lauren asked, interested. "Nothing. I told Zayn he could stop by for dinner." Lauren's eyes got wide. "Oh no. I know what's going on here. Louis likes you, and you think you like Louis." I could not believe what I just heard, even if it was true. "NO!",I yelled. Lauren smiled knowingly. "It's fine, you don't have to lie. I've been in that situation before, and I'm sure it's not like Zayn hasn't taken an interest in another girl too." "How dare you say that,"I yelled, upset. "NO! Not like that. I'm just saying, he befriends girls too. Heck he may even like some, but that doesn't mean he's going to cheat on you. I know Zayn, and you're very important to him. One of the most important people in his life." My eyes watered up. "Zayn's important to me too. I just..I just don't know what to do! I could never do anything that would be bad for him, and I feel like my relationship with Louis would cause that." "Taylor, if you're like this already, for someone who you've met days ago, then Louis must be something special. And if you really do think you might like him in that different way, then it's telling you something. Talk to Zayn,"She said, getting up from the chair. I laid my head on the table and cried. I don't. I don't. I will not like Louis other than a friend I repeated over and over. Which I don't like him like that. It's just...the starting of it. Which can easily be stopped. I only like Zayn in that way. Not Louis, so what's there to be freaking out about? Okay. I'm just going to have to talk to Louis about our relationship, because if this continues, I'm going to have to cut off all communication with him. Zayn was my first everything. First kiss, hand hold, boyfriend...I'm just over thinking everything, because i"m so worried about our relationship right now.  Lauren was right though. Louis is special to me already, and I don't want to lose him. Especially not Zayn. I've just got to be honest with them both. I went up to my room, not caring about eating anymore, and plopped on my bed.

 Zayns POV-

I finally was just got done with overtime! Taylor! Oh my God. I forgot all about texting her. Yeah and I said I was getting off of work soon....I wasn't expecting to be told to stay in for overtime. She must be mad at me.