Temptations

Louis pulled me downstairs in the school basement. It was empty thank god. I looked at him, a little unsure.

He saw me hide my face and tightened his hold over my hand. "Are you OK?"

Truth was I didn't know. I am hardly the spontaneous type and this is what I wanted but, I don't know.

I looked at him, kind of scared. "Louis," I started to say but stopped. "I'm sorry."

He followed me in the another room and closed the door. We sat on top of the washing machines silently. I could feel him looking at me and I know he was waiting for me to speak but I couldn't say anything. I looked at the ground. My eyes were dancing with nerves.

"Do you wanna talk?"

"No I just," I was struggling with it but it needed to be said. "It's just weird."

Louis' face turned serious when he turned mine to look at him. He dropped it and took my hand. Why was I being so weird now? A second ago I thought I wanted this.

"What's weird, love? Tell me." I looked in his eyes, searching for a hint of sarcasm. It didn't exist.

I gulped, sliding off the machine. I was moving around, I couldn't keep still. "Why are you talking to me?"

Louis' face pulled back as he hoped off the machine coming near me with worried eyes. "What do you mean?"

"Why all of a sudden are you talking to me?" My voice was impatient. "Why?" I repeated, more stolid this time.

Louis smiled, looking down shyly, then to the side. His eyes found mine again. "I like you. I always did since your family moved to the neighborhood." He rubbed the back of his neck, giving a short nervous laugh. "I was too scared to really talk to you. You were always that girl I couldn't have. I don't know. I watch you a lot. I know it sounds creepy, but I do like you. I have for a while."

My eyes narrowed on him. I can actually sympathize with him. I always thought in my wildest dreams he could be my first kiss.

That was Harry Styles, he didn't know that. Why was I thinking of Harry again when Louis just told me what I wanted to hear for so long?

I was so involved in my thoughts I didn't notice Louis coming toward me. I cleared my throat, trying to say something.

I looked at him watching me; the serious look he held could break or beam. My lips curved up.

"I watch you too. I didn't, I didn't think you liked me. Ever. I don't know, I give off a weird vibe to guys here. Because I'm not, you know, popular."

Louis closed the gap and held my hand. "You're you and that's why I like you. Who says you have to be popular for people to like you?"

I couldn't believe what was happening. I almost didn't think it was real. I didn't think any guy would say those words.

"I really like you too. You're so confident. You have these girls after you. I didn't think you thought of me from all that attention." I laughed pathetically. Jesus, I was embarrassing myself with the rambling.

I looked up to see those perfect teeth of his grinning from ear to ear. "There's always one who stands out."

I felt like hiding my face from all the red that was forming but he wouldn't let me. "Can't believe this."

"Believe it. Louis likes Eva, and Eva likes him back. It's official. Let's shout it off the school roof." He pretended to go but stopped when he saw me laughing at him.

"You're crazy." I bit my lip. I was feeling all exposed. This was really scary for me. Wow. No boy told me they liked me, Louis was the first.

He smirked at me and again the old jokester Louis had returned. He made a funny face while lacing his fingers with mine.

"Come on then. Let's get out of here." His voice got so confident out of nowhere; it was really turning me on.

We walked out of the stuffy basement. I held onto him tight while we ran out to the quad near the benches and raced to sit down first. My bag was thrown somewhere, I wasn't paying attention. Improvised game, totally Louis and random. I giggled as I sat on his lap accidentally while trying to win. He grabbed my waist. I slowed down a bit but he still held onto me. I gave him an amused look.

"What? Is this highly inappropriate? I can continue if you agree."

"Louis you're a sick man."

"Compliments? I'm touched babe. Gimmie more please." He closed his eyes and hugged me, looking up at me, his blue eyes shimmering in the sun's vision.

"Hehe, get off me, lord." I faux huffed.

"No it's Louis or Master Jedi Louis thanks."

I turned to glance at him, eying him with a straight face. "How about prig?" I wiggled to get out and he finally let me go.

"Oh I get it." I looked at him lost. "You're pissed off because I didn't ask the question yet. Right then, let's do this properly."

"What question?"

Louis knelt down, taking my hands, I looked around, it was a good thing we were alone or this would have looked embarrassing. What if Harry saw us? Damn it. Stop thinking of him.

I rolled my eyes, pulling him up. He barked an ouch but I ignored it. I looked back at him and noticed his features were softer, shyer.

"Eva, will you go out with me tonight?" He said his voice full of hope.

"She's having dinner with me tonight mate." What the hell? Harry? God no. I hoped I was just dreaming this time also.

I turned around, Louis nearly frowned as he looked at Harry. I looked at Harry myself. He had some nerve. If my breath could come out in flames you'd see it right now. I was staring daggers. He did not just say what he said.

Louis shook his head and offered his hand to Harry, ever the gentleman. "Nice to meet you, I'm Louis."

Harry hesitated before giving him a firm, guy shake. "Yeah, Harry. Eva's having dinner at mine tonight. Sorry about that mate."

How snotty of him! The sarcasm dripping from his words were enough to knee him in the family jewels if it wasn't for Louis standing there.

"Harry, leave please." Harry's eyes flickered to mine for a moment. I couldn't tell if he was mad at me or just being an alpha male. It still scared me. "Harry "

His features changed and the hard, rough look was replaced by the cocky one I saw at the stop yesterday. "Pick you up after school, love. See ya then." He looked at Louis again.

I did a silent apology to Louis with my eyes and when I turned around Harry was already leaving. He was completely out of sight finally. I heard Louis blow off some air.

"Strange bloke." He spoke, his eyes were small then he shrugged. "I've seen guys like that back home. Not my kind of people honestly."

"I'm sorry about him. He, uh, lives near me. My dad made me ride with him this morning so I'm just sorry about that."

Louis didn't seem so bothered. He was a pretty solid actor so I couldn't tell if he was really bothered by him or not. "If not tonight since you got plans it seems." I nodded, blushing. "Tomorrow then? Let's start off the first week of school with some fun."

My mouth curved into a bright smile and my shoulders inched up. "Maybe, um, where are we going?"

"Oh you'll see. It's a surprise. But I wanna go somewhere so we can talk, officially. No more small talk. It's a game I made up called "Who is Eva Davies?" I was so glad he said that. It means he actually wants to get to know me.

"OK, sure, I'd love to."

He got closer to me until he cheek was touching mine. He spoke near my ear. "Pick you up at 7:30 then?"

I shivered; I thought he was going to move his lips closer. But he was only waiting for me to respond. "Yeah um, see you tomorrow night."

He pulled away and smiled so big his eyes looked like slits. "Well tomorrow is drama so you have to put up with me once again."

"I know." I clucked my tongue, humoring him. I rolled my eyes playfully. "Can't wait. It's less boring without you."

He did his mock serious face. "Uh everything is less boring with me. See ya then, gotta go."
I smirked, picking up my bag, swinging it around my shoulder. I said my farewells but he kept looking at me. I looked down; I know my pale skin was getting flush.

I forced my body to turn around and start walking back to my locker. One of us had to walk away here. If he was staring at me walking away then I feel like I just won the lottery. This is so great. I don't think anything can ruin this mood now.

I calmly walked to my locker, opening it with the usual routine, stuffing what I needed and didn't inside my bag and out. I shut the door and moved to go to my next class when I jumped.

"Harry."

The scowl on his face could be seen from a distance. He looked angry. And I don't know, kind of violent. I tried to veer around him but he grabbed my arm, pulling me to him.

His eyes looked shifty. I didn't know what he was going to say or do. Shit. He had me cornered. Asshole. He let me go and backed me against my locker, his face hovering over me.

"Not him." He said before turning around, walking down the hallway; leaving me in utter confusion.

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