"Woah, Styles looks like you finally lost it huh? How was it? Was she hot?", Louis came up and slung his arm across my shoulders. I quickly shrugged him off and pulled up my collar to cover the marks. That moment was between Taylor and I, and even though it was for money, it was a special moment. She was special and she's never going to find out about the deal. I'm going to try really hard with us. I want us to work.
"Fuck off, Tommo.",I growled at my best friend as I pulled my backpack, that was resting on one shoulder, over to my chest when we reached our lockers. I pulled out the books that I didn't need anymore and grabbed all of the ones I need for my homework. After closing my locker, I turn around and lean on it seeing Taylor talk to her friend about 10 feet away from me. She looks over at while still talking to her friend and I give her a lopsided grin.
"No. Fucking. Way. You fucked Taylor. She's hot!", Louis whisper shouted. I honestly don't know why I'm friends with him, he can be kind of a jackass, but he's been my best friend since forever. When Taylor's friend leaves, she waves over to me, and I walk over and kiss her cheek. I drape my arm around her shoulders and we walk to my car together.
"Hey, Taylor, what's your address again?", I ask.
"1989 Wonderland St."
After a car ride filled with laughs and teases, we finally pull up to her house. She quickly pecks my lips and waves then runs into her house. I smile as I think about our weekend together. We spent it all getting to know each other. I was broken out of my thoughts when I heard a ding from my phone. There was a text from Jake.
'Good job, Styles. Meet me behind the bar tomorrow to get your money'