So, what did you think of the last one? Wasn't much drama or anything, just a bit of a fill-in chapter (: people have been telling me who they want JJ to choose: please review and tell me (:

Chapter 9- Flirtationship

"That is so not true!" I playfully throw a handful of popcorn at Louis. "Saw 7 is so not that bad! The bit where the girl gets sawed in half is so fake!"

"Yeah… but it is! It's so gory!" Louis peeks out from behind a cushion and throws popcorn back at me.

"You're such a wimp! I can't stand blood and gore, but I think the Saw films are so good!"

"Yeah, well, you're strange!"

"Yeah, well, you have a bad dress sense!" I laugh. Louis gasps theatrically and pinches my side. He hits the spot where I'm most ticklish and I squeal.

"What the hell was that? Are you ticklish?"

"Noooooooo…." I pull away from him, but it's too late. He pushes me down on to the sofa and leans over me, tickling me until I can't breathe. "Get off! Get off!"

"Take it back! Take it back!" He carries on tickling me, also getting out of breath from laughing.

"NEVER!" I grab a handful of popcorn from behind me and throw it at him. He dodges and carries on tickling me.

"Take it back!" He pauses, and when I start to shake my head he tickles me again.

"Okay, okay, I take it back! You are the most fashionable person I know. Good enough for you?" I sag into the sofa, trying to catch my breath. Louis laughs and flicks his hair out of his face, and when he looks down at me I tremble inside. Never have I ever wanted to kiss someone so badly in my life. Wait, what? Louis notices my change in expression and gets up, pulling me with him.

"Time for bed?" he asks. I look up at the clock; 11pm. I'm so shattered, and I have college at 9am tomorrow.

"Yeah." I answer. "You can have my room, and I'll have Mum's room."

"You don't have to. I'll have the couch if you…"

"Shush." I interrupt. "That's how it's gonna be. Don't argue, or I'll make you sleep in your van."
"Oooh, scary!" Louis jokes. I jab him in the ribs. "Ow!"

"Shut up then!" I laugh. I run up the stairs and he grabs his stuff and chases me. I get to my mum's door and he grabs me around the waist and pulls me into him. He leans his head on my shoulder and whispers "night, babe." and then kisses me on the cheek and leaves me wondering what life would be like as his girlfriend. Oops…

Later on…

I jerk awake with the feeling that something isn't right. My thoughts instantly turn to Louis, and I grab my phone to use as a light and slowly slide out of my bed… well, Mum's bed. It still surprises me that I'm not actually that bothered about being in here; of course, I was upset, and when I first came in here I sat on the bed in Louis' arms and cried, but as soon as I embraced the memories rather than fought them, I realised that I don't have to feel like that.

I creep across the landing and slowly push my bedroom door open. Louis is lying (well, more accurately; sprawled) across my bed, and he snores lightly and rolls over. The covers fall off of him and I look away and blush; he's naked!

I go back to my mum's room and shake away my bad feeling. I glance at the time on my phone; 5.30am. Fabulous… As I go to get back in bed, I notice something black on my pillow.

"What the actual fuck…?" I whisper. Then it moves. "HOLY SHIT!" There is an effing great spider crawling across my bed!

"Louis!" I holler, running up to my bedroom door and bang on it. "Louis!"

"Okay, what is this fuckery?" Louis answers the door in stripy boxers.

"S… s... spider! On my bed! Help!" I panic. Louis rubs his eyes sleepily.

"Is that it? C'mon Jordan, d'you know what time it is?" He runs his hands through his hair. I start to tear up.

"Please Louis! I'm really afraid!" I grab hold of his hand, and he sighs heavily.

"Okay, but you owe me, okay? And I'm using one of your shoes to kill it!"

"Okay!" I smile shakily and push him toward my mum's room. "Go." He huffs and tiptoes into my room. I watch from the doorway as he grabs one of my shoes and searches for the spider. As he turns to say it's gone, I shriek and point to the window. He sneaks up to the spider and squishes it. I throw some tissue at him and he cleans it up.

"Okay now?" He brushes my hair out of my face and smiles at my wimpy-ness.

"Yeah…" I look around my room, paranoid that there're more spiders.

"Do you want me to stay? Or do you wanna swap rooms?" Louis asks, obviously desperate to go back to sleep.

"Can you stay? Please?" He chuckles, grabs my hand and leads me to the bed. I climb in (after checking for spiders, which Louis finds hilarious) and he climbs in after me. I turn to face the wall, and he curls up behind me and wraps his arm around my waist, and then brings the duvet up over us both.

"Night, you wimp." He laughs softly and kisses my hair.

"Shut up." I huff and secretly smile. "Night." He tightens his arm around me and I fall asleep, safe in his arms.

In the morning…

I jerk awake, this time through being shaken rather than random bad feelings.

"Jordan, get up! It's 8.30! You're gonna be late!" Louis is leaning over me, still just in his boxers.

"Holy shite!" I jump up and push the duvet off. Then I grab some clothes from the other room and run into the bathroom. As I'm getting changed, Louis bangs on the door.

"Bloody hurry up! You'll be late."

"All right, all right." I twist my hair into a bun, check my make-up and then open the door. Louis just stares at me.

"What? Have I got toothpaste on my chin?" I wipe my chin frantically.

"No, no, no." He smiles at me, embarrassed, and shuffles his feet. "You… you look nice."

"Aw, thanks." I smile. "Fancy giving me a lift?"

"Sure. Let's go." Louis grabs his keys and runs down the stairs. I leg it and trip right at the bottom, and land in Louis' arms. He chuckles, and I look up into his eyes. Oh God, I think I'm falling for him… There's a knock at the door, and I quickly pull myself out of Louis' arms. I swing the door open and stand in shock.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" I spit out angrily. My visitor looks at me with sadness, and I start to shake with anger. He raises and eyebrow and says "Well, that's no way to speak to your Dad."