Stockholm Syndrome Punk Louis Tomlinson

Your Shoes Are Ugly

♡Kali's POV♡
After I grab my bottle of Vodka, I venture out to the circle of drunk people.

" Niall, truth or dare? " A curly haired boy with peircing and tattoos says as he drinks.

" Um, truth." The blonde haired boy with blue streaks in it replies as he puts down his bottle.

" What is your favorite thing about Selisa?" The curly haired boy, I think I've heard someone address him as Harry, says.

" Her body." Niall grins and looks over at the girl who must be his girlfriend.

As I assumed, the girl was pissed," Is that all you like about me?!," She raises her voice and stands up, crossing her arms.

" No,I-" Niall starts but is cut off.

" We're done. Goodbye Niall." She flips her long black hair and pulls down her slutty dress before leaving.

Harry laughs," Well, you're turn Niall."

I took the opportunity to speak up," Can I play?",I ask and uncomfortably tug at the end of my dress, for I could feel the guys staring at me.

" Of course." A boy with light brown hair and chestnut brown eyes smiles and scoots over so there is a spot next to him. He isn't like the other guys in the circle: No tattoos, no dark clothing...just normal.

" I don't think we know you. Introduce yourself." He looks at me kindly and smiles.

" Um, I'm Kali. " I say awkwardly," Who are you?"

" I'm Harry." The boy who dared Niall says.

" Zayn." A guy with longer black hair and light brown eyes says. I can't help but notice his whole neck is tattooed He is very handsome, he doesn't need all these designs.

" I'm Sofia, nice to meet you." A girl with long brown hair and dark eyes says.

" Niall." The blonde says without even looking at me.

" You already know us." Cam says and hugs Maria and Karma.

" And I'm Liam." The boy I'm sitting by says.

" And I'm Louis."

I turn around to see Louis standing by the staircase, drumming his fingers on the railway.

He snatches a bottle of Vodka from a guy passing by and brings it to his mouth.

" Those shoes are ugly." He says as he walks past me and sits next to Harry.

I look down, embarrassed, but then I shoot back," That haircut is ugly." I lie...His hair is probably one of his best features.

" Wow, that really hurts." He laughs and says," Who's turn is it?"

" Liam, truth or dare?" Niall says

" Truth" Liam says, fear evident in his voice.

" What do you hate about Sofia? " Niall looks over at Liam and winks. It's obvious they are not found of eachother, and I think Liam and Sofia are dating.

" I...Uh..." Liam stutters.

" Yeah, Liam, what do you hate about me?" Sofia raises and eyebrow.

" You chew your food kind of loud..." Liam says and flinches.

" I'll make sure not to eat around you, then." Sofia glares at him then goes across the circle to sit by Zayn.

Liam sighs and turns to me," Kali, truth or dare?"

" Um, truth.." I reply, taking a drink.

" Is it true that you sent nudes to your ex boyfriend?"

This is a rumor hat has been going on for a while.

" No, I'm being honest." I say, and look at him sternly.

" Louis, truth or dare?" I smile at him.

His expression looks surprised, but he clesrs his throat," Truth."

" Is it true you write poetry?" I look at him and drink. Shit. The more I drink, the more I turn into a bitch. I'm regretting this.

He looks down, embarrassment in his dark blue eyes," No."

Everyone is silent. I know he is lying. He signed " l.t" at the end of his poem.

" Okay." I smile and let it go.

Not much happened during the game. She and Niall pretended to kiss, and Liam had to have his first swing of beer... but thats it.

As we all stand up to go home, I feel a grip on my arm. I turn around and see a lip ring. I didn't reslize how short I was compared to Louis, I'm only up to his bottom lip.

" Can I talk to you?" He asks, although it isn't much of a question, for he's already pulling me aside.

" What is wrong with you? Do you know how embarassing that is?" He says, his voice raising.

" I,um.." I was trying to answer, but before I knew it, there was throw up on the floor. My knees feel weak and I fall onto the floor. The smell was intoxicating, but I couldn't move.

I can hear Louis groan as he picks me off and throws me over his shoulder, taking me upstairs.

I punch kick and squirm in attempt to get down, but I end up in his dorm room.

He sets me in the bed...Or tosses me...And goes through his drawers. He pulls out a plain black tee shirt and pink sweatpants.

" You can stay here, but you smell like shit. " He tosses me the clothes.

" Gee thanks. At least I don't wear pink sweatpants." I scowl and grab the outfit and go into his closet to change.

" They don't belong to me. I think the girl that I fucked last night." He shrugs as I close the door.

I try not to feel jealous. Why should I? I don't even like him...

When I walk out, I see him sprawled out on his bed writing in his notebook.

" Where do I sleep?" I ask, awkwardly standing.

" The floor is pretty comfortable." He throws down a pillow and a blanket.

I roll my eyes and lay down on the floor. What a douche bag.