☢Louis' POV☢
When I wake up, I notice the girl is still asleep on my floor. I'm such a douche, how could I let her sleep on the hard floor ?
She is curled into a ball with her hair over her face with the blanket not even close to her...She must move in her sleep.
I get up and rub the sleep out of my eyes. What happened last night? How did she even get here?
Then I remember the frat party last night...Oh.
As I get up, I grab the soft blue blanket and put it over her frail body. I move her hair out of her face and put it behind her ear.
She's the girl from History. I smile a bit to myself...Wait what the fuck am I doing? I grab some of her brown hair and put it back over her face then grab the blanket I previously put over her and throw it across the room.
" Pst." I whisper as I shake her lightly.
She wakes up with a gasp, as if she was having a bad dream.
" Where am I?" She looks everywhere, breathing heavily.
Is she scared? Does she not remember anything?nWait why do I care?
" You were drunk last night so I had the curtesy to let you stay here." I smirk at her as she stands up.
" Thanks, even though I probably didn't want to stay here." She rolls her eyes and starts to change," Is this your shirt?" She raises an eyebrow.
I nod and hand her the shoes she left by my door,"I'm guessing you need a ride?"
" I can walk." Kali says without looking at me.
" Are you retarded? " I ask. It's a genuine question. She plans on walking half way across campus? What an idiot.
She ignores me and puts her hair in a high ponytail. I can't help but notice how pretty she looks with my tee shirt on...
" Thank you for letting me stay here, Louis." She says, again not even looking at me as she adjusts my shirt. I'm somewhat glad she dodn't take it off.
" You ready to go?" I wasn't going to make her walk. Before grabbing my car keys, I get her purse and leave the room, knowing well she will follow me.
I hear her footsteps behind me and smirk a little to myself. Good job Louis.
" Score, Louis! She looks like a nice one!" A guy from my fraternity hollers as we walk by his room.
" Shut the hell up." I snarl at him. I knew people would think we slept together...Did we?
I open the door for her and let her get in before walking to the driver's seat and sitting down.
" So, did we...Do anything last night?" I ask her as I pull out of the gravel driveway.
She swats my arm, but I think I can sense some humor," No, Louis! "
I chuckle and ask her what time it is.
She pulls out her phone and says," It's 4:36 . I only have two hours to get ready for class! Hurry up!"
" Why do you need two hours to get ready? I usually wake up 15 minutes before class anyway." I laugh a little bit at her perfectionist actions.
" I like to be prepared before I waste away 8 hours of my life." Kali smirks and I laugh again.
About 10 minutes later, we finally arrive at her dorm room. She lets me walk her to her room...Yeah, I don't know why I offered anyway, I just felt it was right.
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Stockholm Syndrome Punk Louis Tomlinson
Teen FictionKalifornia, or Kali, Pierce has had a pretty bad reputation, you could say. From a stuck up bitch, to a cheater, to a fighter. She promised herself when she graduated high school and went to Washington University, her life would change for the bette...