Finding Mr. Right

Trouble In Paradise

*Picture on the side (Lily Collins) is Megan*

MEGAN

The next morning was brutal, because I had a pounding headache and an extremely dry mouth and throat. I was quite thankful to be the only one in my bed. I wouldn't wanna lose my innocence on a drunken party night.

I shot up and jumped out of bed when a piercing scream sounded through the hall. I rushed out, not caring that I was only in my bikini.

"What's going on?" Flau asked me. I shrugged and walked to where Niall and Louis were walking.

"Is it Ashley?" I asked as we stood behind Ashley's door. Zayn shrugged and I pushed it open, gasping at Ashley and Harry.

"Someone got lucky." Louis chuckled. I slapped his arm and looked at Ashley, who was hugging her blankets to her body. Harry stood on the other side of the bed with a pillow to cover his.. Well I'm sure you can figure that out.

"What's with all the screaming?" Sky and Kate asked as they walked down the hall. I shook my head, knowing Sky would freak out.

"Nothing, it's fine." I waved my hand. She kept walking and I looked back to Harry and Ashley.

"What the hell." Kate said in shock as she appeared at the doorway. I looked at Sky and she stood there with a blank expression on her face.

"I'm gonna kill her." She mumbled before racing into the room. Zayn grabbed her waist and pulled her back.

"Let me go!" She yelled, smacking his hands. He pulled her out and I pulled the door shut before Flau, Louis, Kate and I walked to the room. Niall and Zayn told us they'd take care of it.

"One night and something's already happened." Kate sighed.

I understand Sky's distress. She and Harry really hit it off. They nearly got each other every time during spin the bottle, they kept daring each other in truth or dare, and they were with each other all night. It's sucks that Harry and Ashley slept together.

"I guess this means Sky and Niall are a go." Kate said.

"But we don't even know if Ashley and Harry are a match." Zayn added. I shook my head looked down at my hands, fiddling with my fingers.

"This is such a mess." Louis sighed. I felt myself smiling when he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me into him.

"Wanna go hang?" He whispered into my ear. I nodded and we got up and walked out, ignoring everyone who gave us smiles and stares.

"I hate this." He said when we walked out of the house. I nodded in agreement, not knowing what to say.

"It's stupid to force people into relationships. I want to be with someone I love and actually want to be with. I'd rather die than be with someone that's my perfect match. Too much in common is lame." He continued. I felt a little hurt that he said that. I thought he liked me. Now I know he doesn't like me. If we are a match, he'll be unhappy with me. I'm so foolish.

"You don't talk much." He said, making me snap my head up and look at him.

"Sorry." I apologized. He shrugged and grabbed my hand, making me smile. He lead me to the small swing and we sat there in an awkward silence before he cleared his throat.

"What's your name?" He questioned. I felt a little strange and embarrased that he asked that because we all introduced ourselves yesterday.

"Megan." He laughed, making me start to like him a little less.

"No, silly, your full name." He chuckled. Oh.

"Megan Cooper." 

"Middle name?" 

"I don't like it." I scrunched my nose up.

"C'mon, it can't be that bad." He laughed, nudging my shoulder.

"It is that bad." I groaned.

"I'll bet it's not." He grinned. I shook my head and he popped out his bottom lip, making him overly cute. 

"Sylvia." 

"What?" 

"That's it."

He rolled his lips in between his teeth to try and cover up his smile, but failed. I groaned and covered my face with my hands. He bursted out laughing and I looked up at him and punched him in the shoulder. He attempted at sobering up but began laughing again. 

"You're so mean." I whined.

"I'm sorry!" He exclaimed, still laughing. I looked at him and frowned.

"Okay, I'll stop. I'm sorry." He stopped laughing. I crossed my arms and looked away from him. I wasn't really mad, just a little embarrased. He deserved it for laughing at me.

"Megan." He whined, dragging the n in my name. I huffed and stood up, but he grabbed my hand and pulled me back down next to him.

"Don't be mad, please? I'll tell you mine." He whined. I would've played the angry card a little longer but I was curious as to what his whole name was. I looked at him and nodded. I'm sure I looked eager because he chuckled, but I didn't care. 

"Louis William Tomlinson." He stated, proudly. It was as if he knew nothing was wrong with it.

"You can laugh, I deserve it." He was right, he did deserve it. I would laugh, but it wasn't embarrasing. His name was fine. It suited him.

"I would, but there's nothing wrong with it." I stated, truthfully. He shrugged and I looked off at the pool. It was littered with red cups and, oddly, bathing suits. Speaking of which, I'd completely forgotten I was still in mine. I turned my head to tell Louis I was gonna go shower, but was completely taken by surprise when he kissed me. I expected it to be a once and done thing, but it lingered for more than just a few seconds. I felt bad for not kissing him back, so I tried. I tilted my head to the left and attempted to kiss him. I felt a bit of relief when he pulled away. It's not that I didn't like it, it's just that I've never kissed a boy before, so I had no idea what I was doing.

"Sorry." He apologized and ran a hand through his hair. I shook my head, feeling completely awkward. 

"It's fine, I didn't mind." I admitted. He smirked at me and I looked down at my hands when I felt my face heat up.

"I'm gonna go shower, I'll find you afterwards." I said and stood up, sending him a smile before I walked back into the house. I found myself smiling like an idiot when I shut the door to my room. I'm really going to enjoy my stay here.