This is Fate, Right? (lwt)

Chapter 11

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Louis' POV

Those two lovebirds walk downstairs having eyes only for each other. Emmett slowly looks at each and every one of us as if sizing us up. His eyes stop at me for a moment. He probably thinks I am a threat to his happy ending with Callie. What a conceited jerk, not that I would mind a happy ending myself. As Callie rushes to the kitchen to get some silverware for our new guest, Emmett makes himself comfortable in a chair right beside Callie's chair. Of course, why go help the girl he supposedly "loves"? Little does Callie know what I have felt about her since the first day I saw her. Callie probably never will know what I am hiding behind my content expression. Why do the jerks get the genuine girls while guys like me are stuck with sluts who just want us to get up their panties?

Callie's POV

As I come back from the kitchen and make my way to the dining room table I feel Louis' eyes on me the whole time. I sit down next to Emmett who is by now talking to Liam across the table about some football team I have never even heard of, not that I pay much attention to these things. I catch Emmett saying something about Liverpool so I assume that must be the team. Meanwhile Evelyn drags me into the living room to talk. She starts with "So what do you think about Niall?"

I decide to go along with her. "I think he really likes you."

"You do?"

"Yes, I think he is perfect for you."

She changes the subject. "How are things between you and Emmett?"

"They're fine but I think things between Louis and I are a bit awkward now."

"Why?"

"He walked in on us making out."

"Oh my frickin' gosh! Seriously?"

"Yeah."

"That sucks."

At this point we no longer hear the bickering voices of the males so we walk into the dining room to see if everyone is alive. Sure enough they all have their phones out and are texting. We start taking the dishes to the kitchen and Louis and Liam join us while Emmett, Niall, and Harry start playing foosball. Liam turns to me and asks to talk to me.