"Lorena! Lorena, wait up!" I heard his goddamn voice behind me. Again.

I slowed down, sighing, and turned around to see Louis jogging toward me with a smile on his face. Don't get me wrong, he's lovely, but he's also kind of a pain in the ass.

"Louis, I-" I started once he was on front of me, but he cut me off.

"Don't. You've been avoiding me the entire week, did I do something again?" He asked, too cheery to even try and not smile.

I sighed. "No, Louis, I... I have a lot of homework, and I need to study for my finals." I closed my eyes for a moment, thinking about that last week of school that everybody dreaded.

"I get that," Louis said. "I need to study too, but... I'd always find time to see you." He said that last part awkwardly, I could tell it was the first time he had ever said those words. And it made me smile.

"I guess we could... I don't know, grab lunch together," I suggested.

The smile on Lou's face was priceless. "I'd love that," He beamed and I couldn't help but smile at his apparent happiness. To be honest, I thought he was joking the other night when he wordlessly confessed his feelings to me, but damn... He sure as hell has been proving me wrong this entire week.

"So," I held the word out, trying to somehow get rid of the silence that had started being kind of uncomfortable. "I'll see you after fourth period, then?"

Louis pressed his lips together and gave me a firm nod. "Yeah, but could you come to my dorm? I have football practice at 12 so I'm gonna be as sweaty as a pig at lunch time."

I laughed and nodded. "Sure Louis. By the way, how are you feeling?" I pointed at his body, referring to his ribs. Louis looked down for a second before looking up at me.

"Oh, it's... I'm better, yeah." He nodded again and so did I, and just as I was about to start walking away from him, he spoke again.

"But you know, it would also be nice if you kissed the pain away." He winked at me and I laughed. I can't believe something like that had just left his mouth.

"I'll keep that in mind." I winked back at him and, after seeing a goofy grin spread across his face, I walked off to my next period, shaking my head as I did. What a sucker.

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I quickly walked into my dorm, a few minutes after fourth period ended, to see Caitlyn already there. Even though she was white, it was hard to believe that her and Usain Bolt weren't related.

"Are you guys together?" Caitlyn asked, out of the blue, as I walked in. I literally had to stop walking for a couple of seconds to process her question. Louis and me? Together? As in together-together?

"N-No," I finally said, frantically shaking my head, and Caitlyn only rolled her eyes. Typical.

"Yeah, right," She said with a smirk. "Because every girl kisses boys on the hallways."

"He kissed me," I defended myself, remembering this morning when we bumped into each other, and he just couldn't leave without a kiss.

"You're saying that as if you didn't want him to."

I shrugged as I looked for a new shirt. "It's nice. He's a good kisser."

Caitlyn dropped the magazine she was reading on the floor, which made me look at her. She was gaping at me?

"Really?" She asked in a shocked tone. "That's the only reason you're sneaking around with him? Because he's a good kisser?" She said, 'flabbergasted' written all over her face. I love that word.

"Why else would I?" I shrugged again, putting on a printed shirt and checking if I'd forgotten anything.

"Oh, I don't know, maybe because you fucking fancy him?" Caitlyn said, as if me not liking Louis was a serious issue.

"Come on, Cait." I smiled at her. "He's Louis Tomlinson. If I start falling for him, I'm doomed."

"No," Caitlyn whined, making me laugh. "He likes you too! I can tell!"

"Mhm." I nodded sarcastically. "And I saw flying pigs this morning. Bye love!"

"No, Lorena, wait!" I ran out of our dorm and blended in with the crowd so she wouldn't see me anywhere. It didn't seem as a really good plan though, seeing as I was laughing pretty much the entire time on my way out of the building. It was just so ridiculous, the thought of what Caitlyn had just told me being true. I believe Louis can be interested in a girl, oh, I can definitely believe that, but to be interested in her romantically? Nah. That's why I'm not letting myself fall for him; I can't afford doing that. But it's nice being with him, so I might as well enjoy it while it lasts.

I walked into the building where Louis' dorm was, and immediately felt people looking at me. Whether it was because they didn't know me, or because they knew exactly who I was and why I was there; about 50 people were definitely looking at me.

I pulled my hair out of my ponytail and let it fall around my face as I looked down while walking. This was me every time I walked through this blasted building.

I peeked around from under my eyelashes and, once I saw just a few people in the hallway, I pulled my hair behind my ears. I knocked on the door a few times and waited for a couple of seconds, before I was let in by Zach. He smiled broadly, almost as if he was glad to see me there.

"Hey, come in," He said and I smiled at him as he let me in. No need to mention that the room still looked like the work of Satan.

"Sorry it's a mess," Zach muttered and kicked a few books out of my way, which stunned me. Last time I was here he found it funny to joke about Louis having another girl in the dorm, and now he was kicking books out of my way. How sweet?

"Yeah, no problem?" I said, and it came out more as a question. It's just that his behaviour was confusing me.

Zach smiled at me. "Louis said something about Caitlyn telling him something about you being neat..." He trailed off and I cocked an eyebrow at him; why did he care so much?

"Well, you can sit down. Lou's in the shower," He said and went to the kitchen-like part of the dorm. I just sat on Louis' bed and watched him; walking around in boxers and an unbuttoned shirt. I'd love to say that the sight was making me uncomfortable, but...

"Want some soda?" Zach asked, with a bottle of Coke in his hand. It instantly made my mouth water.

"Yeah, I'd love some." I smiled and he nodded at me, filling up two glasses of coke, and sat down next to me.

"So," He started, and I had a strange feeling this wasn't going to be a casual talk.

"You and Louis..." He trailed off, looking at me. I only nodded, not really sure what he meant by that.

"Yeah." I said and looked at my glass. What about me and Louis? Speak, lad!

"You seem pretty close," He said, and I was a little scared that I had just voiced my thoughts.

"Um, we're just... Fooling around," I said and shrugged, and to my surprise, Zach looked at me, suddenly about 60% more interested.

"Really, now? Just fooling around?" He took a sip of his soda, and I was afraid that Louis had told him something about 'liking' me. I'm still having a hard time believing that.

"Well... Kind of. I don't exactly know what we're doing," I said clumsily; I didn't want to look like the bad guy. There wasn't a bad guy in this after all.

"Mhm." Zach nodded and it really reminded me of myself about ten minutes ago, when I was talking to Caitlyn; he wasn't believing me.

"Do you like him?" He asked, out of the blue, and I had to think about the answer for a few seconds. What if Louis had actually told him? What if I say no, and Zach tells Louis, and this whole thing disappears before my eyes?

"Um, he's-he's a great guy," I said through a breathy laugh and Zach only nodded, staring at his glass.

"So, yes?" He looked at me with his eyebrows raised, and I gulped. What now?!

"I g-guess?" I said, and yet again, a statement of mine sounded like a question.

Zach pursed his lips and nodded. God dammit, what is it with you and nodding, can't you do anything else?!

"Your coke's gonna evaporate," He muttered as he stood up and I had to process what he had just said. For a minute I forgot about our previous conversation, and focused on the fact that someone who wore purple boxers and a coffee stained shirt knew the meaning of 'evaporate'.

I brought the glass to my lips and observed Zach as he moved around the room. He really reminded me of myself; unlike Louis, who was very graceful and moved around smoothly, Zach was just one big ball of clumsiness. He tried moving some of the books off of the floor, a few of them falling from his arms in the process, and another few falling behind the table. Then he almost got stuck under the small table while trying to get them out of there. Then he got frustrated because he couldn't get them all out and kicked a random object on the floor, which, unfortunately for him, turned out to be hardbound book.

"God fucking dammit," He hissed as he sat down next to me. The entire time I'd been watching him with my mouth open; even I'm not that clumsy.

"Are you okay?" I asked sincerely, still not believing that all of that had just happened before my eyes. It was very, say, movie-like.

"Yeah, it just... Ah, it hurts," Zach groaned as he laid back on Louis' bed, and I had to look away; his shirt was unbuttoned and him lying down, well, you know what that meant.

"Zach?" I heard a distant voice call. "Zach, I swear to God, if you've hidden my underwear again I- oh."

Louis appeared a feet away from Zach and me, with only a towel around his waist. The look on his face was telling me he wasn't that happy about what he was seeing.

"What's going on here?" He asked, narrowing his eyes at us. I looked at Zach, who was also looking at me. I took that as a sign to start talking.

"Well," I cleared my throat. "You told me to come here after fourth period, so I... Came."

Louis' eyes were still narrowed, even after I told him the truth. What was that all about? He was so cheery in the morning, and right then he looked like he didn't even want me there.

"Right," He said after a shorter silence, and walked to his closet to pick up some clothes, barely even looking at me. He returned to the bathroom and was out within a minute, fully clothed.

"Let's go," Louis said and literally pulled me off of the bed, took the glass of coke from my hand and pretty much slammed it against a table, and walked me out of his dorm. When we were out, he took my hand and squeezed it rather tightly, still not looking happy at all.

What the hell is going on?!

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Zach's POV

I sighed when Lou closed the door, and looked at the time. I had about 30 minutes before Louis comes back and starts yelling at me, so I might as well prepare myself.

I know he told me not to meddle, but Lorena is just one poor, poor girl. Don't get me wrong, Lou and I are great friends, but I've always hated his relationship with girls. He always uses them, and I always have to pretend that I'm not sick of listening to his stories.

That's not even the thing that's bothering me. I don't know why, but seeing how long he's been leading Lorena on just sickens me. So that's why I asked her if she likes him; to see if she's already in too deep. And guess what? She is.

I had to tell her about the dare. I don't know when, or how I was going to do it, but I just had to. It already bothers me hearing girls cry in empty classrooms because of one goddamn night, and I could imagine how Lorena was going to react after a bloody month of being led on. It wasn't any of my business, but if it meant that she wouldn't be glaring at me in the hallways, then so be it.

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~A/N~

So there's chapter 19, please vote and comment! :)
The thing is that Zach doesn't know what's going on in Louis' head and he's about to ruin everything D:
I've already started writing chapter 20 so I can say that you should definitely count this as a cliffhanger mwahaha xxxx