Georgie nervously looked at her reflection in the bathroom mirror after Montana had done her makeup as well as making her change into a nice outfit. An outfit that consisted of Georgie wearing a red sundress and she almost felt like she was suffocating slightly.

The sundress wasn't her nor was the makeup and she was almost regretting agreeing to go with Montana to Niall's even if she was doing this to keep Louis from feeling awkward as well as saving her own life in case Louis spilled the beans that he knew about Montana liking someone else too besides his friend.

So Georgie bit her tongue hard to keep from complaining out loud and instead she had opted for complaining in her head. Which she felt like she did most of the time anyway.

Complain to herself about Montana, complain to herself about her helpless crush on Harry which would never go anywhere, and now she had even taken up complaining about the fact that Harry obviously kept big and important things from her when she had never done the same to him.

She was just the best at complaining to herself because no one else would listen. Though maybe at this rate she should hire a therapist. Someone who'd be paid to listen but even then knowing her luck the therapist would just tell her she was beyond help which would put Georgie back where she was now.

Stuck complaining to herself and thinking that maybe anymore she was half crazy.

"Come on Georgie!" Montana called from the living room which brought Georgie out of her thoughts and also made her jump slightly because she hadn't been expecting Montana to yell at her.

"I'm coming," Georgie called back as she finally left the bathroom, heading down the hallway and into the living room where Montana was waiting impatiently or at least it looked impatiently, by the door.

When Georgie reached her, Montana turned to give her a once over, more than likely to make sure Georgie hadn't washed the makeup off. Which had been a tempting idea but Georgie also clearly knew better.

Knowing if she had Montana would murder her and she kind of liked breathing so she wanted to delay that for as long as she could clearly.

"The uber will be here soon," Montana said after she had looked Georgie over. "So we should probably head downstairs and wait."

Nodding her head Georgie walked to the coat rack where her purse was and she grabbed it, slinging it over her shoulder before quickly walking back to the table to get her phone. But before her hand could even reach out to grab it fully, Montana had grabbed a hold of Georgie's wrist to stop her.

Looking at Montana, Georgie gave her a curious look. One she must have read because she soon opened her mouth to speak.

"You aren't taking that," she explained with a shake of her head and Georgie's curious look only grew as did a slight anger because how dare Montana tell her she couldn't take her cellphone. "The moment you do you'll get a text from Harry in the middle of everything and you'll run off leaving Niall's friend as the third wheel and that wouldn't be nice and I'd take it out on you for ruining my date."

Georgie's curious look soon turned to a glare at Montana's last words, "That's not true," she argued but even to herself she didn't sound convincing. Not with the way her voice wavered slightly. "But if you insist I'll leave my phone here," she nodded as she moved her arm away from Montana's grasp finally.

Montana smiled at Georgie, obviously proud in how quick Georgie caved to her demands. "Thank you Georgie," she spoke before turning her back to Georgie and heading for the door. "Now let's get going."

"Coming right behind you," Georgie spoke adding on an extra enthusiasm to her voice as she watched Montana open the door finally and slip outside and once Montana was out of the apartment, Georgie reached down and grabbed her cellphone.

Feeling her heartbeat slightly faster as she put it in her pocketbook quickly before running to catch up with her sister.

If this had been another universe then maybe Georgie would have left her cellphone behind but it wasn't and Georgie wanted it on hand just in case an emergency happened with Harry or Liam. Refusing to believe that she'd run at just any text from Harry.

She had more manners than that. That and Louis himself seemed interesting enough from their meeting last night. Surely he could keep her entertained enough that she'd stick out this awkward unplanned maybe double date and if Harry did text her then she could come up with a believable lie.

Because she knew there was no way he could ever find out she hung out with Louis. Not with how he had reacted last night. Getting all defensive and territorial like that.

Then again Georgie knew he'd be like that with any boy she got close too who wasn't him. Which was just a bit fucked up because he could be an overprotective friend who didn't want her to date anyone...yet it seemed he also didn't want to date her either. But of course he could date any girl that came along.

Girls like Rory and the beach blonde hair. Girls who would never be her because at least they'd get Harry and not be stuck in an awkward friend zone with him.

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Later that night Georgie exhaled softly as she sat in Niall's living room. Louis beside her on the couch and both of them were awkwardly just staring at the tv. Mainly to avoid the elephant in the room. That her sister and his friend had snuck off to Niall's bedroom to have sex.

"So...good thing these walls aren't paper thin right?" Louis asked with a tiny laugh finally breaking the silence that had settled over them. "Pretty sure I wouldn't want to hear what's happening in Niall's bedroom right now."

Curling her upper lip up in disgust, Georgie felt a shiver run down her spine at the thought of that.

"Pretty sure I'd have to agree," she nodded her head. "The thought of hearing my sister is not on the list of things I want to do before I die," she joked though even as she joked she sort of resented Montana because at least her sister was getting some.

At least her sister had a boy who was interested in her and Georgie really had no one. Which was maybe her own fault for being hung up on Harry for so long.

"Well what is on your list of things to do before you die?" Louis asked curiously which brought Georgie out of her thoughts. "I mean I have a bucket list of things I want to do. I can tell you mine if you tell me yours."

Georgie only shook her head at Louis' words, "I only met you last night Louis," she spoke with a tiny smile. "I'm not sure I should be going around and telling you all about myself. Not sure it's in my best interest and all."

Louis shrugged his shoulders, "I can tell you about me then," he offered as he locked eyes with her and again a shiver went down Georgie's spine because Louis almost looked as if he could see right through her or that he knew her better than she knew herself. Which was absurd.

There was no way he could know her better than he knew himself. Not when they had just met, they were practically strangers after all.

"Do you want to hear about me George?" he questioned again in her silence and him using the nickname George made her glare at him.

"I thought I told you not to call me that," Georgie muttered out under her breath. "I mean I also hate it when Harry calls me that too."

"But you let him," Louis reasoned.

Georgie narrowed her eyes some more, "He's different," she justified with a shake of her head. Because he was different.

Harry was her friend, had been her friend for longer and so he could call her George even if she detested it because it would always remind her that Harry saw her as one of the boys instead of a girl which is how she wanted him to see her.

"Because you love him," Louis spoke sounding so confident in the words he spoke and they were enough to make Georgie pause because even if he had just met her last night maybe she was wrong. Maybe he did know her better than she had thought possible.

"No," Georgie lied with a shake of her head only feeling a bit guilty but in all honesty Louis didn't need to know he was right. "Because he's my friend and you're a stranger."

Louis laughed at Georgie's reason, a good hearty laugh which surprisingly sounded nice coming from him and also eased whatever tension Georgie had, had before. "I would be less of a stranger if you let me tell you about myself and you did the same," he said again and this time Georgie knew her resolve on not getting to know him was crumbling.

Mainly because he was still attractive and it would kill the time because who knew how long Montana and Niall would be having sex.

"Fine," Georgie conceded with a heavy sigh trying to act all let down that she had given though the smile on her face soon proved she was anything but let down. "Just don't make me regret this Louis."

"You won't," Louis reassured her as he locked eyes with her again. "Scout's honor," he added on before doing some sort of weird salute.

A salute that was probably meant to resemble one that a scout or something would do but one that in the end failed miserably to looking like the real thing and usually Georgie would call anyone on messing up like that. But right now she was feeling pretty damn generous with Louis.

Something which was hard to come by for her and Georgie didn't know whether to be scared by that fact or not.

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