*read authors note at end it's important

Harry's POV
where the hell did she go? Barbie just ran off after basically telling me she wasn't interested. For the first time in a long time I'm kind of panicked that I might lose the bet. I've got a lot to lose if I don't win this. Like leadership of the guys. I can't lose. Maybe the whole bad boy thing isn't working but I don't know what other angles I have. Liam's already the gentleman, Zayns dark and mysterious, Nialls sweet and fun. I'm the bad boy and I've always won because no matter how hard they try, girls simply cannot resist me. It's a part of who I am.
For some reason I feel like it isn't going to be that easy to get into Barbies panties. She's not really making it easy for me. I've been busting my balls trying to woo her and make her fall in love with me but all she does is give me dirty looks and pull away. I can't get her to love me this way but I can sure as hell get her to want me if I try harder. I don't need her to want to date me, actually it's preferred if she doesn't. All I need is for her to want to fuck me. I think I can handle that. Nothing a little booze can't stop.
I grab two glasses of champagne from a passing waiter and continue my hunt for Barbie and her long legs.

Louis POV
For the first time since my last girlfriend stomped on my heart I finally feel like I am ready to love again. Maybe it wasn't time I needed, maybe it was Genevieve. Her soft lips caress mine in a warm embrace that makes my insides tingle. Her soft skin and intoxicating perfume draw me to her in a way that makes me feel as though I've found the most perfect girl in the world. And maybe I have. Genevieve is pretty and smart, she dresses well and comes from a good family. My parents would love her. She doesn't fit in with the rest of the school population and I like that about her. I like that she's different. I like how when she walks into a room she doesn't even notice all the stares she gets, not because of her clothes, but because all the guys want her and all the girls want to be her. It's crazy.
Too soon the kiss breaks as she pulls away. Her brilliant eyes flutter open and I stare into them deeply. I've never seen such pretty eyes. They look like the ocean on a sunny day. She looks at me with tenderness and shyness as I continue to caress her face. A warm blush rises to her cheeks and I feel it before I see it. The pink color highlights her cheekbones and make her look adorable.
"Genevieve Gates, would you do me the honor of going on a proper date with me?" I say lowly. A small smile stretches across her face. The snowflakes catch on her black eyelashes and I watch as they melt. The snow covers her golden hair as well. She must be freezing.
"I would love to Louis Tomlinson," she says with a playful edge. She grabs my hand that still rests on her cheek and brings it down to her lap but she doesn't let go. I smile and move back away from her. The grin on my face makes her giggle. Her laugh sounds like music.
"You have just made me a very happy man," I say proudly, hoping for another giggle.
My wish is granted and she blushes again as well.
"We should probably go back inside," she says reluctantly.
I look at her barely covered body and realize that she's right. Not only are we both cold and covered in snow, but my mum is probably looking for me by now.
"That's probably a good ideal," I say gently. I help her to her feet and hold her hand as we walk back into the banquet hall.

Harry's POV
I search through the crowd, still holding the champagne. I see the French doors to the courtyard open and walk over to see who just left. If it was Barbie then this is perfect timing and I can get this whole bet over with. She'd be alone and vulnerable. I could give her my jacket and have her sip some champagne. It's perfect. When I reach the French doors I glance out but everything is kind of dark. I see a figure sitting on a bench and another standing a few feet away. I can't make out the faces especially since the standing guy has his back to me. But the person sitting on the bench is clearly a girl. I move to hide myself so that the people outside can't see me as I observe. They seem to be having a conversation for a while before the guy gives the girl his jacket. That's my move!
I stand and watch as they get closer and closer to each other. If that's genny then I should probably do something...but I don't think she'd be kissing another guy. Unless it was that tool Logan. My fist tightens around the glass in my hand. The kiss stops and I wait for a moment. Are they coming back?
The couple walks towards the door and from my place by the curtains I can see perfectly when their faces come into view. That's Barbie alright.
With Louis Tomlinson.
Im going to fucking kill him.

Notes

Cliff hanger.. Sorta.
So I'm going to promote myself to y'all because I can and this is my story. Check out my other stories if you haven't already because I promise you won't regret it.
I'm also doing a collab with a few other girls called Christmas Wishes. I write from the character Amity's POV and my first chapter will be chapter 4 but you guys should totally check it out because it's going to be pretty fun and great! Also I'm looking for characters for a new story that I'm going to write because why not. If you're looking at my page of stories you should totally look at the characters needed one because I would love to have all your pretty faces in my next story.
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Xoxo sorry for the long authors note