Isabel POV-
My name is Isabel Moon. You could probably tell a lot about me just from looking at me, like I'm a surfer, i love trying new make up, and, from my mostly- stained clothes, I'm a painter.
Something you might not have known about me is that Louis Tomlinson is my best friend of 14 years. Meeting in elementary school, Lou has been so close to me. We tell each other everything and everything. When One Direction was formed, we didn't talk as much. But now that he's on a tour break and isn't that busy in the studio, I'm staying with the boys in LA. Its been about a week now and I've gotten close with Harry. I'm almost positive Louis is jealous but he sends so many mixed signals that I don't know what to do.
I was sitting on the couch in the den when Harry and Liam walked into the house.
"Hey, love," Harry gave me his cheekiest smile as he sat down close to me.
"Hi Isa!" Liam said walking into his room.
"Hi, guys." I giggled as I touched Harry's magnificent curls. He looked at me and gave me a sarcastic look. He hated when people touched his hair but for some reason didn't tell me to stop.
"Where's Lou?" I asked Harry.
"He should be home soon. He went out with Niall for a bite and to pick up Zayn from a friend's."
I sat back in my spot on the smooth leather couch and continued watching my program with Hazza. After a few minutes of watching in silence, Harry slowly inched his hand over to my knee. I looked at his hand sitting there on my leg but didn't hesitate to move at all. I liked the comfort of his presence. Another while later, when his hand on my thigh felt normal, he moved it up a ways until his arm was around me. I felt funny, knowing he hasn't actually looked at me the whole time he's been touching me. He pulled me closer, inch by inch, until the front door opened. Louis, Niall and Zayn walked in laughing about something that had happened on the ride home. Their laughs slowly faded after a few seconds and they all greeted Hazza and I. Louis' prized smile slowly shrunk as he realized that Harry was cuddling with me.
"Isabel, can I talk to you for a second, yeah?" Louis tried to say as normal as he could.
I got up and walked into Louis' room before him like he had said to.
"Whats up, Louis?" I dragged out the last syllable of his name like I always do, but he didn't return our joke.
"What were uh, you and Harry doing, eh?" I could tell Lou was trying to maintain himself.
"We were just watching a program, why?" I smiled uncomfortably.
"Why was his arm around you, Isabel?" Louis was trying to stay calm but it wasn't working, as i could tell through his clenched teeth.
"You'd have to ask him that, because I really don't know." I said, matter-of-factly. "He was the only one participating in the touching."
I've never really seen Louis get protective over me, but to be honest, I really like it. It made me feel important, when I knew I wasn't.
•°•°•A/N: Okay so sorry im stupid ok. I really wanted to get this idea written out and maybe i should continue, yes?c: open to feedback, seriously. adding more celebs, should it be more romantic? seriouslyyy haha message me or comment or talk to me on kik (julesnovelli) or instagram whoaajulia because ily ok bye•°•°•