Chasing Cars

Hey guys! Sorry I haven't updated in like years...I've been focusing too much on TMHTD! Heh(: Well, this chapter is cute, so I hope you guys enjoy it! I had a fun time writing it, and I hope you won't be disappointed! Well, tell me your thoughts! Enjoy! x

---Oh, and sorry in advance for any tense errors I make! I write this is present tense and TMHTD in past tense, so sometimes I get a little mixed up! Not the smartest decision on my part! If you see any tense mistakes, please point them out! I appreciate it(:

So basically, I just forgave Harry easily. I mean, who can stay mad at him? He's got the dimples and the curls...and ugh. Don't even get me started.

"Come on, come on! You don't even have to be dressed up or anything! Just put on a pair of shorts and be comfy!" Louis nags me.

"You saying I don't need a shirt?" I wink.

He laughs, "Well, I mean, it's your choice!"

"Close your eyes!" I tell him, and switch my clothes. I slide on the usual: some light wash, ripped jean shorts and a black v-neck. "Open!"

Louis gets impatient and starts bouncing my bed, "Hurry! Just throw your hair up in a pony and let's go! You don't need makeup!"

"To cover up! Being the way that you are is enough! Everyone else in the room can see it everyone else but you!" I sing along, re-applying some makeup. I belt out, "Baby, you light up my world like nobody else! The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed! But when you smile at the ground it ain't hard to tell...you don't know oh-oh, you don't know you're beautiful!" 

Louis's just plain laughing, "You're such a directioner!"

I grin, "Is that a bad thing?"

"No, I actually tend to love directioners!" He returns my gesture.

"Okay! I'm ready!" I slid on my black TOMS.

"Come on!" He grabs my hand, leading me downstairs.

"We're leaving! Bye!" I tell everyone else, who were on the couch eating food and watching a movie. What's new?

"Use protection!" Harry calls. He's not going to give up on that one, will he?

Lou takes my keys and starts up the engine.

About twenty minutes in, I whine, "Where are we going? And are we almost there?"

"Someone's impatient!"

"Says the one who couldn't wait two seconds for me to get ready!" I roll my eyes.

"We're almost there."

He pulls up at a place called "Bounce Galore".

"Um, where are we?" I question, a little skeptical.

"Bounce Galore!" Louis cheers.

"Clearly!" I laugh. "But what's Bounce Galore?"

Louis gasps, as if not knowing of this Bounce Galore place is some sort of major crime, "I can't believe you live so close and you've never been here!"

"I don't live so close, it was like a five hour drive! And can you please fill me in on what this place is? It's like a preschool or something!"

"First, it was a twenty minute drive. No need to exaggerate! Second, it's bounce houses!"

"Wait...bounce houses...as in bounce houses?" I jump at the thought.

"Yes!"

"Ah! I love you for bringing me here! Let's go! Come on!" I race out of the car and follow him in.

Louis pays and we both enter the bounce house area. There's only little kids here, give or take the few parents supervising. We put our shoes into the shoe compartment.

"Oh my God, all of these people probably think we're nuts." I whisper to Louis.

"Too bad!" He grabs my hand and drags me over to the big bounce house. It's one of those bounce houses that are like an obstacle course. "Okay, on the count of three. Whoever gets to the end first has to..."

"Dance around this place singing how much they love the other person." I finish his sentence for him.

"You're on." He grins and counts off, "Three, two, one...go!"

I race through the bounce house, attempting to knock Louis over several times, as he did to me.

I fell over and yell, "Ow, shit! Louis! Help! I hurt my ankle! It kills!"

"You're just trying to make me come back!"

"No, seriously! Louis! Please! Come here! Now!" Please believe me, Louis!

"Oh, crap, you're serious!" He says in realization and runs over to me. He reaches out a hand, "Here, come on. Let's get you out of here."

I grab his hand, pulling him down to the ground. "Ha, loser!"

I run through the rest of the obstacle, and Louis never catches up. I leap out of the bounce house and turn around to face a struggling Louis. He comes out of the bounce house, and we're both panting.