Prissy Little Liars (Louis and Niall fan fiction)

Chapter 9

Louis' POV

I sat, frustrated at mine and Billie's recent argument , next to an awkward looking Alexis. Her hair was down today, a personal favourite style of mine that she wore. Alexis was very beautiful, her smile was always eye capturing and her eyes shone on a daily basis. She was so intriguing, her life held so much secrets that I was willing to unravel. I wanted to be with her , but my life was so complicated at the moment , i don't want to hurt her with my own troubles.

"I’m sorry about that" I spoke , breaking the silence that had loomed around us. She gave a small nod, her lip was tucked between her lip, driving me crazy.

"You know, I could really do for some ice cream right now" she laughed slightly, the sound like music to my ears. I smiled when she did, like a natural reaction, causing her to blush. She stood up, myself following accordingly to the kitchen where she got out two bowls out a high cupboard and bending down to get the ice cream out the freezer. I couldn't help but look at her bum as she did so.

What? I am a boy!

"I have strawberry or chocolate?" She turned around and looked at me , her face burning bright when she was where i was glancing. I must have looked like a total dickhead to her.

"Sorry. Chocolate please" I commented, but i didn't get an answer, just the sound of the spoon hitting the bowl to get the ice cream off of it.

"Here. You wanna watch a movie? I have Netflix" She shrugged, slightly avoiding eye contact. I nodded and smiled, my hand grasping the bowl and sitting beside her on a couch.

"How about.... The Avengers?"

"Not really my type of thing but okay" She smiled, her eyes finally making contact. I smiled and sat beside her.

Billie’s POV

“So who was that guy?” I finally built up the courage to ask as Niall and I walked side by side through the forest, the dog running ahead.

“A friend” Niall confirmed, the topic seeming to make him uncomfortable.

“And, how did he know my name?” I asked again, readjusting my gloves.

He turned to me and stared at my face, a smile on his face.

“You’re cold, your nose is red” he said, changing the subject, “I would hold your hand but I don’t want you to think this is a date” his slight smirk told me he was joking.

“You’re so romantic” I said sarcastically, pushing him slightly in his stomach, causing him to chuckle.

“I’m joking” he laughed, his fingers interlocking between my own, a blush covering my cheeks at our gloved hands.

“How’s Louis then?” Niall asked me.

“We had a fight before I left” I confessed, my eyes locked on the dog ahead.

“How come?” he frowned.

“He said he didn’t like you” I mumbled, barely audible to hear.

“And what did you say?”

“Nothing” I blushed.

“Did you defend my honour?” he asked, in a posh voice, making me giggle.

“Yeah” I smiled at him, his hand squeezing my own.

He was so different to how I thought he would be when I first met him. I thought he was just another dick that didn’t give a shit about anyone except himself, but he was proving me wrong every day.