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Poison

Chapter 16

Gennys POV
outfit (jacket not on during this chapter)
I push through the sweaty bodies dancing to the loud music, making my way to the kitchen. The party had a better turn out than I expected, people I don't even know are showing up by the dozens. The suburban mansion my gran asked me to have it at is much better suited for the party than the estate would have been. I finally burst through to the kitchen, a few people are talking and getting drinks but for the most part everyone is in the living room.
"Hey Genny," Louis calls out from the fridge. I smile and walk over, wrapping my arms around him and kissing his lips.
"I haven't seen you all night," I pout.
"I've been looking for you," he winks and loops an arm around my shoulders, leading me over to where a group of people are talking. I recognize some of them from lunch but the rest are unfamiliar.
"Everyone this is Genny," Louis says as we near the group. They all offer up friendly hellos.
"I'm Nicole," a gorgeous redhead says warmly.
"It's nice to meet you," I breathe, thankful that finally there was a girl who didn't seem to hate me.
"You throw a great party," she says, glancing around at the partygoers.
"Well thanks," I reply and shrug. "Really though you just have to provide a place and everyone kind of takes care of themselves."
"I guess you're right," she says with a grin. One of Louis's friends calls him away and I watch in panic as his arm disappears from my shoulders and he gets lost in the crowd.
"Don't worry," Nicole teases. "I won't bite."
I laugh at the comment, immediately feeling more at ease.
"So are you two dating?" Nicole asks and sips from the cup in her hand.
"I'm not really sure," I say and purse my lips. "Not officially."
"Well he's really into you, I can tell," Nicole says with a wink.
"How do you two know each other?" I question.
"We went to primary school together," she says with a shrug. "I go to private school now."
"I was supposed to but they are very strict about admissions," I say and roll my eyes. Apparently you cannot enroll your child the day before you wish for them to start, no matter how much money you have. The last minute move is what's forcing me into public school.
"It's not all it's cracked up to be, trust me," she says seriously.
"I went to private school in America, I know," I say understandingly. With smaller classes than public school, everyone knows everything about everyone else. It's ridiculous.
"Plus we have to wear these god awful uniforms," she says with wide eyes.
"Plaid skirts and blazers?" I ask sympathetically.
"Yep," she shakes her head. "And of course the plaid has to be red, which makes me basically look like fire." She gestures to her hair.
"Hey Genny," I hear Logan's voice interrupt Nicole and I's conversation and I turn around warily.
Logan's blonde hair is pushed back and the thin grey t-shirt he's wearing hugs his chest. The leather jacket and dark jeans seem out of place and unusual for the guy I'm used to seeing in button downs and khakis, but he is really rocking the look. He hugs me closely and brushes a kiss across my cheek.
"You look great," he compliments, examining my short skirt and tall shoes.
"You too," I stutter, fazed by his bad boy look.
"Who's your friend?" He asks me and looks at Nicole.
"I'm Nicole," she says with a smile. "And I'm not going to let you use me to make Genny jealous so find someone else."
His eyes widen and he looks between her and I in shock.
"I would never," he scoffs.
"You clearly have a thing for her," Nicole observes, glancing at how close he's standing to me. "Did you two date?"
"Yes," I admit and she nods her head.
"If you really need a girl to make her jealous with you could always try someone who's super drunk," Nicole suggests to Logan.
"I uh," Logan's speechless at Nicole's straight forwardness.
"You can go now," Nicole dismisses him.
"I'll see you later," he says to me, still glancing at Nicole as he walks away.
The moment he's gone Nicole and I both erupt in laughter. I can't believe she said that to him! I clutch my stomach but whenever I try to stop laughing I just keep laughing more. Nicole and I look at each other and the laughter grows louder.
"What's so funny?" A male voice asks. I look up, still laughing, to see Zayn standing in front of Nicole and I with an amused expression gracing his handsome features.
I try to explain as I gasp for air, tears of laughter falling out of my eyes. "Long," I gasp. "Story."
"Well I'd love to hear it," Zayn says flirtatiously and leans against the counter.
I look at Nicole who's staring at Zayn with wide eyes. "Damn," she mutters and I can see what she's talking about.
While Logan looked good doing the whole bad boy thing, Zayn seems to have coined the look. His dark eyes smolder as his hands stay shoved in the pockets of his faded jeans. The white shirt makes his skin look even tanner than he is and the black leather jacket seems to be an extension of his body.
"I uh-" I stutter at his gorgeousness and he smirks.
"I'm Zayn, in case you forget," he says with a wink. I gulp and press my back against the counter, trying to escape his hypnotizing cologne. He moves closer, trapping me in.
"I didn't forget," I breathe out.
"Good," he says with a smile and tucks a strand of hair behind my ear, his long fingers softly sliding down my jaw until he's cupping my chin, forcing me to look at him. His proximity is causing me anxiety, he's just so perfect!
"I don't believe we've had a proper introduction though Genevieve," he mumbles softly, his smoldering gaze meeting my wide eyes. I feel my legs tremble under the spell he has me on and his free arm wraps around my waist, holding me upright.
"I'm Genevieve," I stutter out, realizing what an idiot I sound like.
"And I'm Zayn," he smirks. "I'll be seeing you around Genevieve," he whispers lowly before pulling away. My hands immediately fly out behind me, supporting my trembling body on the counter.
"Holy shit he was gorgeous," Nicole praises, staring at Zayns retreating figure. "Like a sex god."
I couldn't agree more. I take deep breaths and place my hand over my fluttering heart.
"Louis wasn't around for that was he?" I ask, panicking. I really hope he didn't see that.
"Nope," she says and shakes her head. I feel the relief wash over me. "But that guy was."
I follow her gaze to see Harry across the kitchen, leaning against a wall and looking at me with an unreadable expression. I almost feel bad for what happened with Zayn except nothing happened. And Harry's an ass. So why do I feel like I somehow betrayed him? It's not likes he's the only guy allowed to talk to me. I'm practically dating louis, I should feel worse about that.
"I would love a piece of that," Nicole mutters as we both openly stare at Harry.
"Go for it," I say bitterly, the betrayal feelings I had for Harry all but vanishing. He would totally screw Nicole, that's just who he is. I shouldn't feel bad for a conversation with Zayn.
Harry's green eyes bore into mine and I turn away. I'm so done with him.
"You look like you need a drink," Nicole observes. I nod numbly and she presses a red cup into my hand. I take a large gulp, barely even noticing the taste.
"Woah slow down there," Nicole laughs. "You've got all night."
"That's kind of the point," I mutter and gulp down the rest of my drink, tossing the empty cup on the table before walking into the crowd without another word to Nicole.
~
A few drinks later, I'm dancing with Louis. My back pressed firmly to his front as we move to the popular song. My words are slurred and my mind is blurry but I'm having a good time. I turn around to face him and smash my lips against his, barely even opening my eyes as I do so. He kisses back roughly and wraps his strong arms around me. He tastes like beer. But I think I do too. I tangle my fingers in his soft hair and my chest presses against his. He let's out a low groan and his hand slips down to cup my ass. Our tongues entering each other's mouths hungrily. I bite his lower lip and smirk at the throaty groan he emits.
"What the fuck?!" A voice shouts. I pull away from the kiss and turn my head to the noise, my eyes widening in shock.
A very pissed looking Louis glares at me. My arms are still wrapped around whom I thought was Louis, my chest pressed to his. My eyes widen and I turn to see who I was actually kissing.
Oh fuck.
An irritated Harry looks at Louis, his brown curls tousled from my fingers and lips puffy from our make out session. One of his hands still rests on my ass, the other keeping me pressed firmly against him.
I could have sworn I was with Louis! How did this even happen? I look back at the night but everything is just one big blur. A giggle falls out of my lips at the ridiculousness of the situation. I lay my head against Harry's firm chest as I laugh.
"Please explain to me how this is funny?" Louis questions angrily. Harry rubs small circles on my back as I giggle.
"It just is," I say. I can't believe I was making out with Harry instead of Louis.
He's a really good kisser.
The entire room goes silent and I look around in surprise.
Did I just say that out loud?
"Yes love," Harry chuckles.
"Oh shit," I mutter. I pull out of Harry's warm embrace and he lets me, winking at me before I turn to Louis. "Louis I'm sorry," I apologize even though I know it's not going to do much good. However, he doesn't even look at me. His gaze is fixed on Harry behind me.
Louis's hands curl into fists and I look around the room in a panic, noticing that the music had stopped and everyone was now staring at the scene were causing. I find Nicole and look at her helplessly. With wide eyes she shrugs.
I stand between Harry and Louis. I press my hands to Louis's chest. "Calm down," I mutter lowly but it's like he doesn't even hear me. He pushes me off to the side and I stumble before falling on my ass. Warm hands lift me up and I turn to see Liam looking at me, the concern in his eyes evident. He lightly pushes me behind him and I peer around him to watch as Louis's jaw clenches.
Harry looks at Louis curiously, not worried at all as Louis's fist raises and punches him right in the face.

Notes

Oh shitttttt.
What do you think is gonna happen now that Louis punched Harry?
And a picture for Nicole has been added to the characters

Comments

Why Louis?? Couldn't you sense her uncertainty?

LeeAnnPayne LeeAnnPayne
4/2/14

Love it updated ASAP pleas:)

louislove123 louislove123
3/30/14

I think Zayn should win the bet but I reallyreally really REALLY like Genny and Louis together. Just saying. And their date is just too cute

LeeAnnPayne LeeAnnPayne
2/15/14

Lenny