Chapter 18

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“FUCK YES!” Niall screams out in victory, Liam pouting at him.

“Niall!” He scolds, making me laugh slightly.

So Niall just won our bowling match with three ‘directioners’. Basically it was a competition and the winners got to go bowling with 1D... Louis practically begged me to tag along and two of the girls have been nothing but nice so far.

The third, however, has been flirting with Louis and glaring at me non-stop.

“High five!” I grin, holding my hand out to Niall who slaps it, smiling back at me proudly. “Louis,” Stacy, the ‘fan’ who has been flirting with Louis non-stop, coos, practically molesting his arm as she clings onto it.

I have to hold back from laughing at the look on Louis’ face. He winks at me and I sit back, feeling slightly better about the situation. When it comes down to it, he’s still my boyfriend.

“Can you get me something to drink?” She practically orders, pushing him towards the bar.

“Um, okay... Jess, you want something?” He smiles at me and I mumble my order, smiling thankfully at him.

“Thanks, boo,” I bite my lip, watching as he walks away to get our drinks.

“So what’s your deal?” Stacy glares as soon as he’s gone.

“Um...” I trail off, furrowing my eyebrows.

“Back off, he’s mine,” she says and I can’t help but burst out laughing. Who the hell does she think she is?

“Okay... But he’s technically my boyfriend, so...” I mutter under my breath, trying to get my laughter to die down.

“Not for long,” she smirks and my eyes widen slightly. That girl is scary.

Louis finally gets back and thankfully this isn’t like those stupid dramatic fan fictions; instead of what you’d assume with the drama of her flirting with him and stuff, he makes it a point to sit next to me, with her on the other side of me.

“She’s not very nice,” I whisper in his ear and he chuckles, tucking a strand of my hair behind my ear.

“Mm,” he nods, kissing me on the cheek. Stacy huffs angrily, crossing her arms and glaring ahead of her.

“Can I please make her jealous? She practically threatened me, I deserve the right to mess with her a bit,” I beg, leaning on him slightly.

“She isn’t worth your time, baby,” he kisses me on the nose and I huff, slouching in my chair.

“But yeah I guess,” he gives in and a smug grin replaces my pout. This is going to be fun...

“Baby, can I try your drink?” I say loudly and I can tell he’s trying to stop himself from laughing.

“Here, babe,” he hands it to me, talking louder than I did. I take a sip and immediately start coughing. What the hell is that?!

As if to answer my question, he laughs, mumbling ‘alcohol’.

Just great...

“Ew!” I push his drink away and he leans in, still laughing.

“You’re adorable,” he says and I don’t think he’s trying to make her mad anymore, it’s like he’s genuinely just talking to me and we’re the only two people in the world. He leans in even more and closes the gaps between our lips, hands on my hips as he kisses me passionately.

“Stop it!” Stacy groans, and we pull apart, my smirk ever present.

“Stop what?” I fake innocence and she rolls her eyes, looking away from us.

“Hey, um, Kelly and I were wondering if we could get a picture of you kissing? We just, ugh, we ship you so much!” Ally gushes, holding her iPhone ready in her hand.

I shrug, looking at Louis for his answer.

“Sure,” he smiles at them and they start having a mini fangirl moment, pointing their cameras at us. I try to ignore the fact that they’re taking pictures of us as I kiss him again, the butterflies in my stomach taking flight.

We pull apart and he rests his forehead on mine, intertwining our fingers.

“I love you,” he whispers, Ally and Kelly ‘aw’ing and the boys all pretending to throw up.

“STOP KISSING MY SISTER!” Harry jokes, pushing us apart.

“Oy, you dumb butt, you ruined our moment!” I glare at him, before smiling at Louis shyly.

“I love you too,” I mouth. I then proceed in punching Harry in the shoulder, huffing like a spoilt child, “And I’m not your sister.”

He holds a hand to his heart, pretending to be offended, “I am hurt!”

I roll my eyes at him and stand up, walking over to Stacy.

“It was lovely meeting you,” I fake smile, holding my hand out. She looks at my hand as if it’s the most disgusting thing on the planet, not shaking it.

Moving on then.

“It was so nice meeting you guys!” I genuinely grin at Kelly and Ally, hugging them both.

“So leggo,” I gesture to the door and the guys start saying their goodbyes. Louis looks scared as he’s the last one to say goodbye to Stacy.

He stands there awkwardly, not sure what to do, when Zayn just pushed him towards her, him almost falling on her as they hug.

Nope, Jess, you are not jealous. “Um okay it’s been like ten years,” I gesture to them with my hands, immediately regretting saying that.

Okay so now it’s pretty obvious I’m jelly af.

Louis tries to pry her arms off him but suddenly stops when she whispers something in his ear, his whole body tensing up.

God, what is wrong with her? Like chill out, bruh. HE’S MINE!

....

I said nothing.

She lets go, smirking at him. “Call me?” She bites her lip ‘seductively’ and he nods, but I can see his smile is fake.

Wait did he just say he would call her?!

“And maybe we can go out sometime... Just the two of us,” she giggles and he nods again, looking distant.

What the...?!

As she walks away, I turn to Louis, furious. But I don’t know why... Wait, yeah I do, he just agreed to meet up with her alone and call her, like what did I miss?

Wait... What did she say to him?

“Louis,” I say sternly, putting my hands on his chest to stop him from walking.

“Get off of me,” he demands coldly, my eyes widening but I don’t budge.

“Tell me what the hell she said to you!” I almost shout.

“Why do you care?”

“Because I’m you’re girlfriend!”

He hesitates for a second, looking like he’s having an inner battle with himself, before bursting out laughing, his cold laughter breaking my heart slowly. Tearing it apart piece by piece.

“W-why are you laughing?” I stutter, watching him clutch his stomach, hysterical laughter leaving his lips.

“You think you’re my girlfriend? Geez, we went on one date!” He continues to laugh and I feel tears well up in my eyes.

I am NOT going to let him see me cry.

Rolling my eyes, I walk out of the empty bowling alley, mumbling “It’s your loss” on my way.

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