I stared at Louis. "Are you serious?" I asked him. His soft smile told me he was. "But, why me?" Louis looked at me. "Because you're a great friend." I paused. So he only thinks of me as a friend. Well duh girl, you just met today! "I would love to go Louis. But..." He raises an eyebrow. "But?" I sigh. "I don't have enough money to buy a dress." He laughs. "Money isn't a concern, just buy a dress and I'll take care of it." I smiled. "Could I bring my sister? Ava?" Louis nods. "Maybe Niall could ask her to go." I laughed. "She would love that. She has the biggest crush on him!"

"So is it a yes?" Liam asked when we walked back in. "On one condition," I say, looking at Niall. "You take my sister, Ava, to the ball." He spreads his hands. "Deal." I smile and say, "Well you guys probably want to-" I'm cut off as my sister walks in the door. "Hey Isabelle, I'm... One Direction?" she gasps. "Ava, hi!" I say hugging her. Niall can't take his eyes off of Ava. "Someone's in love." I hear Harry whisper. "Belle! One Direction is in our house!" I smile. "Yes, well Louis has asked me to go to the Rosewood Ball with him." Ava's smile falters.

"Oh, well I hope you have a grand time." Niall steps forward and scratches his head. "Actually, Ava. I was hoping maybe you'd like to be my date." he says sheepishly. Her eyes light up. I haven't seen that since her boyfriend, Eddie, dumped her. "Sure!" she screeched. I smiled. "Well, the lads and I should probably get going." Louis says, clearing his throat. I look at him. "Okay." I sigh. "See you tomorrow?" he asks playfully. I blush. "Of course." I hug him and say goodbye to everyone else. Once the door closes, I turn to look at Ava.

"You are dating Louis Tomlinson?" she asks, a scream in the back of her throat. I shake my head shyly. "No, we aren't dating. We're just going to the ball together." Ava smiles. "But you like him." I open my mouth to object, but instead, "Yeah, I do." comes out. She hugs me. "Well I'm tired, I'll see you tomorrow morning, Belle." I smile. "Night."
"Night."

I sit near the piano and grab my song book and flip to a blank page. I start scribbling lyrics down.

I stand there watching you watch me.

Never thought this could happen to me.

I've always gotten the bad things, but maybe this could be good.

With your smile so sweet, your touch so soft.

You make me want to fall in love.

Maybe it could be you.

I smile at the lyrics. My mind is distant, focusing on Louis. So I like the British boy I know nothing about. Maybe he likes me too. There has to be some interest if he asked me to go to the ball with him on the first day. I start blushing and look out the window. I can see the boys walking away. Louis turns back and stares at the window I'm in. I smile and wave. He lowers his head and then smiles, waving back. I close the curtains lean against the wall.

Where was this relationship going to go?