The Player's Game [Louis T. AU]

Chapter 16

-Chelsea-

I quickly slide into my Literature class room moments before the bell rings. I usually get here early, but I didn't want to have any time that Louis could try and talk to me. I still don't fully understand what he meant when he said that we are back at square one. I guess I'll find out...unfortunately.

"Open your books to page 210 and read on your own, please" my professor said from the back of the classroom.

I open my book, flipping to the correct page. I place my finger under the first line, moving it along the glossy page as I read the poetry.

"Psst" I hear from behind me

I roll my eyes, ignoring Louis and continued reading

"Hey" he utters quietly, kicking the back of my chair.

I purse my lips out of aggravation. I put my hands under my chair, lifting slightly as I scoot a couple inches forward. I focus back on my book.

A small wad of paper then hits the back of my head. I quickly turn around and glare at Louis. "Stop it" i command

He sat there with a smirk on his face and put his hands up in a questioning manner "Me? Oh- why I'm not doing anything"

"Leave me alone" I mumble before turning back around in my chair

"As you wish" The smirk in his voice ticks me off.

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As soon as the bell rings, I messily toss my book into my bag and exit the classroom. Making as much room between Louis and I as possible

"Chelsea" he yells. I cringe as I notices everyone turning around, staring at Louis, then back at me. I continued walking, pretending he wasn't yelling for me

"I'm not going to stop yelling your name until you stop walking" His British voice sounds.

I tighten my fists together before stopping and turning around. My cheeks flushing slightly, partially from embarrassment, but also from anger and annoyance.

A smirk grew on Louis face. He picks up his walking pace, making it to me quickly "Nothing to see here folks" He says to the people still staring at him and I "Go back to your daily duties" he nodded, stopping once he got to me.

"What do you want" I breathe

"I believe you've forgotten something" He said, grazing his lips with his tongue, stopping at his lip ring

"Well I believe you're mistaken" I roll my eyes for what seems like the hundredth time today. I sling my bag over my other shoulder, leaning to the side. Louis smirk returns as he mimics my stance

"Does the name 'Edgar Allen Poe' ring any bells?" he asks

Crap. The project.... No. There's no way I'm doing this with him

"Do it yourself" I say as I turn around, walking away from the British bum

"You and I both know it won't get done, Love" his voice is taunting

I stop, but don't turn around "Fine. I'll do it myself" I await his comment

"Then I'll tell the professor you wouldn't let me help. You know you'll get an incomplete if you don't follow the rules"

I grit my teeth before turning on my heel and walking up to him

"Fine. Meet me at the library at seven." I say giving him a look

"No" he blurts out

"What?"

"We will meet in my room" he says