I had been hitting Louis on the back for the past five minutes and no luck. I'm probably gonna die from lack of oxygen or something. My face was a lovely shade of red, at least it matched my scarf.
"Love, I'm not letting you go no matter how hard you hit me," He said smirking. I couldn't see him but I knew it was there, "Oh and you hit like a girl." I groaned and let my body relax. Might as well get comfortable.
"Am I interrupting something? I can leave." I lifted my head and saw my savior or rather Harry. At the moment he was grinning while I wriggled hoping Louis would loosen his grip.
"Oh hey Haz. Nope you're not interrupting. Why would you think that?" Lou grinned at his best friend and my no longer hero. That shmuck.
"Well you're in a towel for starters and she's on your shoulder." He replied. My face burned some more and to my pleasure so did his. Then my eyes widened at Harry's remark. Not until he had said it had I thought about it.
'LOUIS PUT ME DOWN!!!' I pleaded. I had to twist myself on his shoulder so he could read my hands. Suddenly everybody came in probably curious about the noise. Oi. I got dropped then and there. My how delicious the floor tasted let me tell you. Not.
I jumped to my feet because please I'm a ninja. I faced Mr. Tomlinson who had clothes on. Liam probably rushed to cover him from Lily and I's eyes.
'Louis Tomlinson you are dead and you better watch out because I'm going to get you when you least expect it.' I gave him my sweetest smile and turned around. I stomped out of there and heard the door slam.
Why do I get the feeling Lou and I are always fighting in a friendly way?
A/N- Happy (late) Thanksgiving if you celebrate it. Or happy Thursday. Enjoy the chapter! :)
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