No Strings Attached

Chapter 8

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Louis’ POV:

I woke up with El’s body draped over mine and I carefully pulled myself out and tip toed into the kitchen. I checked outside the door for the newspaper and a couple of magazines. I placed them on the counter and I fell on the couch flipping through channels.

“Niall the Irish heartthrob of One Direction has found true love?” It was E! News. I rolled my eyes and fought the urge to punch the living circuits out of the TV.

Where did it all go wrong? We were so happy together, secretly. I had fun with her. God I missed the raspberry scent of her dark brown hair and the touch of her fingers. I missed her moaning my name. God I hate management. I never wanted this, but they said this would be great. But it’s not. I’m longing for my best mate’s girl how could this possibly end well?

Every time I see Niall’s perky face I just want to bash it in, but I know it’s not his fault. I’m a terrible friend and an even worse lover. I know she’s not happy with him I can see it in her big brown eyes. It’s me she wants not him and I can’t even do anything about it. I can’t just tell her how I feel. I mean we’ve been friends with benefits for a while and I can’t just pop up with all these confused feelings and shit. Fuck!

“Hey baby.” I prayed it was Jaime but I knew it wasn’t. My heart sank and I forced a smile as I stared up at El.

“Hey!” I forced out with a smile.

Jaime came bouncing out of her room. She glanced my way and smiled weakly and it felt as if an arrow shot across my chest. I guess you could say I’m half a heart without her.

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Jaime’s POV:

There they were talking and being all cute and loving God I hated them. I hated this trip everything about it! I just want to throw them out into the gutter! God they’re horrible people and they deserve each other. Oh my God Louis looks so good with his floppy hair and distant eyes. OMG he saw me look at him! Oh God no! Did he just smile at me? Quick stupid smirk back!

“Look who made the front pages!” Harry laughed as he threw the paper on my lap. It was Niall and I in the café. I smiled and set it back down. I got up and made coffee.

Slowly the day of my departure rolled by and I felt empty and stupid. This trip. My whole romantic gesture was all for nothing! I packed all my stuff up and everyone followed me to the airport. I said my goodbyes and hugged each and every one. When it was Louis’ turn I just patted his back quickly and scooted over to Niall who winked at me which quite frankly terrified me because that devilish wink only meant one thing: Niall had something up his sleeve.

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Louis’ POV:

“Bye.” She whispered hoarsely in my ear and I cringed. God I longed for a lingering touch, one of her dazzling smiles, anything. But I didn’t deserve it! None of it.

I love you Jaime. Don’t go! Please turn around KISS ME! FOR CHRIST SAKE HOLD ME AND KISS ME AND SLAP ME AND TELL ME WHAT AN IDIOT I AM AND MAKE LOVE TO ME TO THE SOUND OF MAROON 5!

I felt my bottom lip quiver as El tangled her lean fingers in mine. She grasped tightly but I didn’t. I just watched longingly as Jaime made her way to Niall who gave her a timid smile. He took her hand in his and whispered something in her ear. I never really noticed it before, but she has the cutest ears I’ve ever seen!

Niall finally broke their little bubble as he slid his hands across her cheeks and pulled her up to her tippy toes as their lips connected and my hear shattered. I tightened my grip on El’s hand and she leaned on my shoulder.

Ew get your grimy lips off her you animal! I bit down the side of my cheek to hold the tears from spilling. Its official Naime is official. I hear the group whoop and holler and I offered up a weak applause as to not raise suspicion.

Her eyes landed on me and El. Her eyes looked pained and hurt. I know I was the one she wanted to be kissing goodbye and for the first time in my life I hated the fact that I never made a move. I watched miserably as she waved her final goodbye and sauntered to her terminal her curvy outline slowly disappearing into the ocean of other bodies.

I let her go when all I wanted to do was hold on to her. . .

I put on my shades quickly to hide my rapid reddening eyes.