I Should Have Kissed You (A One Direction FanFiction)

Chapter 18

Brianna's POV

               I felt my mouth drop open a bit in surprise. No way. He was here? Outside my window? Oh yeah my window, I should probably go open that up for him… I jogged over to my window, unlocked it and opened it to reveal a sweaty but adorable Louis sitting on the roof, waiting for me.

               “Hey Bri, thought I’d come save you from your boredom.” He said, hauling himself into my bedroom.

               “Well I can’t guarantee that ‘saving’ me will actually be fun because there really is nothing to do up here.”  I sighed, sitting on my bed.

               “Hey I have a Superman t-shirt just like your sweatshirt!” He suddenly pipes up pointing at the logo on my chest. I chuckle softly and swat his hand away.

               “Geez Lou, calm yourself… it’s just Superman.”

               “Superman is not something you can stay calm about though!” His voice rising in mock irritation. I grab his hand and pull him down on my bed next to me, so we’re laying side by side, staring at the ceiling. “So what should we talk about now?” he inquires, turning his head to look at me. I turn so we’re facing each other. I shrug my shoulders,

               “I don’t know… I told you this would be boring.”

               “Well then let’s make it fun, hmm… I know, let’s play a game.”

               “Okay what kind of game do you have in mind?” I get a bit worried, knowing how crazy and weird he is.

               “Let’s have a fashion show.” I sputter with laughter,

               “A fashion show?! Are you serious?”

               “Now Bri, why would I joke about something like this?” He winks, getting up and heading for my wardrobe. He dramatically pulls the door open and scans through my clothing. He grabs one of my sundresses off the hanger and holds it up against his chest. “Is this my color you think?” He asks, his voice getting all high, trying to imitate a girl.

               “If you want it to be.”

               “Alright I’m going to put it on.” He begins to pull his shirt off, “well don’t look! Gosh I need some privacy!” he jokes. “Why don’t you find me a good model song while I put this on?” I laugh silently and scroll through my music before choosing Sandstorm by Darude. I can see him modeling to this song. I plug it in to my iHome and press play.

               “Wait! Don’t turn around yet! I need to make an entrance!” he shouts. I hear my wardrobe doors close before he gives me the okay to turn around. As the song begins to play, my wardrobe doors are flung open and Louis struts across my bedroom wearing a dress. I quickly snap some pictures on my phone as he poses and struts around some more. These will be great blackmail pictures, I say to myself. When the song is over we’re both doubled over in fits of laughter.

               “You are so strange.” I tell him playfully.

               “Yeah I get that a lot.”

               “Is this what you and your girl friends do? Model clothes for each other?”

               “Nah, just you. You’re the only one who thinks it’s as much fun as I do.” He smiles at me, his eyes twinkling. I can feel myself blushing.