*Belle's P.O.V*

" Georgia, Lottie, Fizzy, Daisy, Phoebe" He pointed to each one quickly stating their names. Each one waved, although I had their names, I know I'll forget who's name goes to who. "Girls this is Belle"

The two youngest (or I'm guessing on height) came running up to me. "Hello"

"Hia girls, so you're Phoebe and Daisy?" I questioned. They should be easiest to remember as they are identacle, although telling them apart is another story.

They nodded. "I'm Phoebe"

"And I'm Daisy" So today Daisy has headband in today. Got it for now. And I "know" Georgia because she goes to school with us, she's in my math because she's one math ahead and I'm one behind. Which then leaves Fizzy and Lottie. This is going to take a while.

"Well we should get some homework done" He broke the awkward silence.

"Because we all know Louis needs homework help" one of the girls mumbled, making the rest giggle. Louis turned to me and held a finger up before walking over to Fizzy and picking her up, swinging her over his shoulder.

"Take it back" He demanded.

"I'd never" She retorted.

"Fine" He simply demanded before releasing her, but not putting her down. She squealed and latched onto his stomach.

"Put me down, dear goodness. PUT ME DOWN!" She screeched.

"Then take it back" She started to tip off his shoulder put he adjusted her back.

"Fine, I take it back. Just put me down before I get hurt." She was gently put back feet first.

"Any other comments?" he turned to the girls at the kitchen table. They stayed silent so we went up to his room. Normally you'd walk into a guys room and it would be messy, clothes everywhere. But Louis' was clean. His bead was made, his clothes put where they belong. The theme was grey, so his bed cover was various shades of greys, his walls were the color of the sky when storms roll in, and his shades were so dark they could be black. It was so dark and blan. "So um yeah this is my room. Sorry for the mess" mess. If you want to see mess look at my private life. He plopped himself on his bed and I sat down on his black swivel chair. "So tell me, what's your favorite book?" He asked while pulling things out of his book bag. I took a moment for thought while doing that same.

"I'd have to say the Percy Jackson series. But I love Harry Potter, and the Hunger Games."

'I've only seen the movies to those, are they anything like the books?"

"Well they leave out important parts of the books sometimes, but sometimes they are spot on. Like with Percy Jackson, the pen he has, is supposed to be capped, not a clicky pen."

"Mhm, very important"

"It's important to me"

"You really like books don't you?" I nodded. I smiled and nodded. "Then I have something to show you" He hopped off his bed and ran over to his closet, returning moments later with a black bandanna. "Am I putting this on you, or are you?"

"If you really want to, you can" He walked over to me and wrapped it around my eyes, after I removed my glasses, and tied it tight.

"You can't see anything?" I shook my head.

"Please promise me you won't make me run into anything."

"I'd never" He grabbed my hand and pulled me up making his chair squeak. I was raced down some halls until we reached where we were supposed to go. What I'm guessing is, some heavy doors (or door) was opened, we stepped in and he counted down. "Ready?" I nodded again "3-2-1" He untied the bandanna.


*Louis' P.O.V*

She's going to love this. We got to the mshogany french doors. I gave them a push and they slid open. They are so heavy, sound like it too. She stepped in and I gave her a countdown. She's going to love this.

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