My Boyfriends Bestfriend (Louis Tomlinson Fanfic) ON HOLD

Chapter Two

"Run!" Louis shouted, putting me onto his back. I let him take me as he ran and the men chased us. We slowed as we left the mall, turning to see hundreds of screaming female fans running toward us at full speed.

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Chapter 2;

I scream a list of profanities at Louis, telling him to speed up. I'm still on his back. When you have a million girls chasing you screaming creepy perverted things at you, getting off someones back isn't exactly your first reaction. We are at the back of the boys and closest to the fans. Liam is at the front, then Harry, Niall, Zayn. They are too close to lose them, so we have to run until they get tired. Which is long. Eventually, they slow down, the numbers decreasing. We pick up the pace and eventually make it back to my apartment.

We all slump up the staircase to the second floor. Louis is, dramatically, stomach down on the stairs dragging himself up.

"Dying! I'm dying down here! How did those girls run so long, so fast! I mean, some of them seemed pretty fit, but that was at least twenty minuites of running!" he screams.

"Why don't you have an elevator? This is horrifying" Niall whines and I give him the best steel eyed look I can manage.

"Not all of us have millions of dollars to spend on an apartment building with an elevator" I shoot and he raises his hands in a surrender motion.

"Is my hair okay? It doesn't feel okay! I need to use a mirra" Zayn screeches.

"Zayn! Get over yourself!" Harry shouts. They start to go at it. Zayn eventually brings in Niall to back him up. Harry has me, and Louis was trying to start his own argument with himself.

"People! Calm down! We're all just pissed cause' we're tired! So lets stop bickering and go watch a movie" Liam shouts. We all silence and follow him up to the top of the stairs.

~*~

Its a half an hour into the movie, The Hangover. Niall is being a couch hog on my loveseat with the doritos. Zayn is on the ground curled up on a pillow and blanket from my spare closet. Liam, Louis and Harry are sitting on the couch above my spot on the carpet. We are at the part where the small asian man popped naked out of the back of the car. I feel Louis' soft hands go over my eyes.

"I don't think Harry would appreciate you seeing a naked man. Even if you've seen him a ton of times" he says and I gasp.

"How would you know? For all you know, I might not believe in pre-marital sex" I clue. He grins mischeviously and shakes his head.

"Your with Harry, babe" everyone else hushes and silences us. At the end of the movie, it was six o'clock ish. I strech and check my IPhone. I have a text from Dylan asking me to come over and spend the night. I go into my room, and pack my outfit for tomorrow, grabbing some makeup from the bathroom. I can just borrow a pair of Dylans boxers and a loose shirt.

Walking into the living room, I shout goodbye at the boys.

"Where are you going?" Zayn asks from the kitchen, helping Harry bake cake.

"I'm spending the night at my buddy Dylan's apartment. Hope you can survive the first night here without me. Harry knows his way around" I say. I almost make it to the door before Louis makes a scene.

"Who's this Dylan lad?" he asks confused, grabbing my arm. "Why are you spending the night at another guys house when you could be here with Harry" he adds in a hushed tone, confused and angered.

"He's just a friend Lou" I sigh and try to pull away. He doesn't let go, instead pulling me closer. Not aggresively, but slightly upset.

"You can't do this to Hazza. He really cares about you. And if you think its okay to just go out with another guy? Then you really need to recon-"