I'm no average girl: I'm Different (A Louis Tomlinson Love Story)

- Chapter 30.

*This chapter is writen before the party in the view of some of the boys*

Louis’ POV

[5 hours before]

All of the boys crowded into mine and Harry’s dorm. We were all ready and just waiting for the time to come where we could all go and get the girls. I checked on the flowers I had bought for Gemma earlier, making sure they hadn’t died. Harry was in his usual, A blazer with a white V neck shirt tucked into his jeans and converse. His curly hair was as curly as ever and you could just see his chains. Niall was in his Red polo, with Cream chino’s and supras, his hair spiked in places but his fringe messily covered his forehead. Liam was in a chequered shirt and Cream chino’s as well with converse, his hair messy on his head. Zayn wore a chequered shirt as well but was only buttoned together at the top, with a white t-shirt underneath with black jeans, a perfect quiff, which he kept messing with he wore Nike trainers. I wore my long sleeved stripy shirt with suspenders and red chinos that were rolled up at the edge and I was wearing toms.

I fiddled with my top nervously.

‘Nervous boo-bear?’ Harry commented smirking at me as he poked my cheek. I poked him back and that was it. Poke wore began. We chased each other around the room, pushing the other boys out of the way until a foot tripped me up. I saw Zayn behind me dying with laughter his foot still in the position after tripping me up.

‘Whadda bitch’ I said as I rolled over and sat pulling my knees up and putting both hands behind me. In reply I got 4 lads laughing at me, holding their stomachs to stop cramps.

‘TIME CHECK!’ Liam screamed as he ran around the room, tidying it.

‘7:12pm’ Niall said looking back up from his watch.

‘Time we picking up the girls?’ asked Zayn as he once again messed around with his hair.

‘8pm I think, we’ll set of at quarter too, and just like snail walk over there.’ Harry said as he checked his pockets mumbling to himself.

‘Why so cranky?’ Zayn said to us both as we turned and gave him devil glares.

‘You know how I am when I get drunk, even after one drink I go insane and can’t stop myself, what if I embarrass Gemma?!’ I rushed out quickly. Zayn squeezed my shoulder in comfort.

‘Dude calm down and stay with Liam or one of the lads who aren’t drunk, which probably won’t be me or Harry’ Zayn said high fiving Harry. He chuckled to himself before walking back to his position, which was back in front of the mirror. I smiled to myself, playing with my suspenders unhooking and hooking them to my trousers. Small talk was made all around the room. I bit my cheek nervously as I starred at the time on my phone wanting to hurry up. I’ve never been so nervous to impress in a while.

‘It’s time to go!’ I screamed jumping to my feet and slipping my feet into my shoes. I grabbed the flowers and was already out of the door before the boys could follow. They all pushed out behind me and I leant against the cold wall tapping my fingers along the wall humming. I became impatient.

‘Hurry the fuck up!’ I yelled, making Niall jump. He looked at me angrily.

‘Sorry’ I said giving him a massive bear hug. I stroke his hair smiling cheekily.

‘GET OFF DA HAIR!’ Niall yelled covered his head with his hands.

‘Ni is becoming more like Zayn’ I said as I poked is stomach making him squirm and then run away. I chased after him, rugby tackling him into the wall at the end of the hallway making the lights flicker. Niall screamed as the lights flickered.  I laughed covering my mouth to avoid him noticing, all you could see were my eyes squinting together and my chest raising as I bit my lip holding my laugh. Niall was always the sensitive one, he hardly liked horror only a few he’s seen before. I nudged him in the ribs to set off and he did, looking over his shoulder every 5 seconds as one of the lads would whisper something or scream taking the piss. I smiled as me and Harry walked at the back.