stood up// l.s.

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"Turn left in here." I said, rubbing my eyes of drowsiness. "Into the uni building?" He questioned, pulling up to the brick apartments. I nodded, and leaned against the window. "I didn't know you were still in uni." He said, stopping in the parking lot. "I mean, I thought it was pretty obvious when we passed the campus sign out front." I snorted.

I felt like this is the part where he realized I was still a little child, and he lost interest in ever talking to me again. Then, I'd go home, maybe cry? And move on with the rest of my life. But that's not what happened at all, surprisingly.

"I figured you were my age or older, honestly." He chuckled. His eyes crinkled in the corners, and his dimple poked out for half a second. I wish I could make him laugh all of the time, just to see his cute little dimples.

"Oh, I hadn't realized you were much older than me. I'm only 21, how old are you?" I asked, pulling my knees up into his seat and turning towards him. "I'm 25. Not much older than you." He shrugged, sparing me a glance before going back to messing with his rings.

"I like your rings. I didn't get a chance to say anything earlier, but they're nice." I complimented. He grinned and held them up for me to see, "Thanks, I just keep getting more." I looked over them, some gold and some silver. I really liked them, especially on his long fingers. Which were making my mind go to sinful places.

"Alright, well I better get going. But thank you so much for letting me spend the night, and for breakfast. And for the ride home." I smiled, resting my hand on the door. He just waved me away and showed me his perfectly straight white teeth. "It's really nothing, I liked hanging out with you. I had a great time, Lou." I nodded in agreement. "Me too, we'll definitely have to hang again soon."

Finally, I opened the door and stood for a second to admire his smiling face. His curls were messily falling over his shoulders, and his dark shirt was unbuttoned, with only two left. So I could see his pretty swallow tattoos on his chest, alongside a few other ones on his collarbones and a large butterfly on his stomach. Which made me smile, since he didn't seem like a butterfly kind of guy.

I waved, "I'll text you some time." "You better." He responded, waving back. I made my way to the front door, and took another glance back to wave again. Which he gladly returned, and finally began to pull away.

He was just so striking. His jawline was so pointed, like it was sanded down to that perfect angle. And don't even get me started on his eyes. I could go and on about how gorgeous they were. Plus, his hair was so nice. I wanted to tug at his long curls, while he kissed my neck... I bit my lip at the thought. I barely even knew the guy, I really needed to calm down.

I made my way down the hallway, and in front of my dorm. I unlocked it, and stepped in to a not so empty room. Niall was on my bed, and watching something on my laptop. Liam was in his bed, with two of his friends, with papers spread around them. I'm sure they were studying for some class.

As soon as I shut the door behind me, Niall looked up. He pulled out his headphones, and sat up expectantly. "So?" He grinned widely. I just shrugged, and gave him a sly smile. I went over and sat down next to him. He quirked an eyebrow and fixed his hair, "you aren't walking weird or anything? But you didn't come home last night... what happened?"

I rolled my eyes. "Caiden decided to not show up." He pouted, "awe boo, I'm sorry." I just shrugged, "it's alright. But a bunch of other stuff happened instead." I giggled. "Ohhh, I like where this is going." He smirked. I pushed at my friends shoulder, and laid back onto my comfy pile of thousands upon thousands of pillows. "His name is Harry." I sighed.

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"You're dismissed." Mr. Taylor announced. I quickly shoveled all my things into my bag, and stood to leave.