Chasing Cars

Chapter Fourteen: Bounce Houses and Ice Cream Heaven

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.