I stormed up his driveway, feeling the icy air hit my burning cheeks as I knocked on the door, half expecting to see louis. But it wasn't him.
"Y/n? What's up?" Millie asked as she examined me. I probably looked like I had just been run over.
"I need to see louis." I replied, walking into her house and to his room, taking a deep breath before I opened it. What another amazing surprise. I couldn't believe it.
"Y/n? What- what are you doing here?" He started, but I was already halfway out of his house. Lily Chee. Sitting right on his bed. Right next to him. I was done with this. "Y/n!" He shouted, running behind me but I slammed his front door shut and ran back to my parents car.
"y/n! Wait, please I can- I can explain!" he stuttered and I finally took a good look at him.
"Oh don't bother, I'm sure Lily is waiting for you back in bed." I raged, turning back around before stopping myself. I wasn't over yet. "I can't believe I actually trusted you. I actually LOVED you." I scoffed, laughing maniacally as he tried to talk, "But obviously, I wasn't the only girl who thought that."
"Stop, I can explain!" He broke off, and I could feel the tears filling up my eyes as I shot back,
"NO. YOU CAN'T EXPLAIN, LOUIS. I SAW IT WITH MY OWN EYES. Will told me everything. How could you lie like that when you got mad at shit like talking to Sam- how dare you?" I yelled, wiping off the tears from my face with my sweater. I watched as he tried to grab my hand but I stopped him, "Don't you dare touch me."
"I swear, it wasn't what it looks like, she just wanted to talk I-"
"What the fuck louis? God, I can't believe I let myself do this." I put a hand on my head, as if this was going to heal all the wounds that had just opened. "Please, just don't." I whispered, the tears erupting as I ran to the front door and took off.
I left him alone, as he looked at me with... what was it called? Regret, Anger, sadness. I didn't know who to trust anymore. I didn't even know if I really trusted myself.
I looked up at the midnight sky, it was probably already 10 and I hadn't had dinner yet. So much had happened in one day. I tried to collect myself but I couldn't bring myself to it. It's going to be okay. I repeated to myself, pulling into my house and immediately running to my bedroom to lay on my bed. And cry. And cry, and cry, and cry and cry. Cry about the fact that I spent time on this boy who didn't care.
(Tomorrow, 5:00 pm - one hour before your try-outs)
I looked at myself in the mirror. I didn't totally look like I had been crying for the whole day, or sulking around the house in a blanket. I was wearing a neat dress, a slimming pink dress and a bag with my information. My hair was curled up into a bun, and I looked like a model. Maybe this would take my mind off of louis. I didn't want to think about him anymore.
I kept waiting for that one text, "I'm so sorry.". Because, while he was 'explaining' what happened he never bothered to apologize. But no texts. No calls. No nothing. In fact, I hadn't spoken to anyone today.
"Are you ready sweetie?" Mom walked into the room, massaging my shoulders as I forced a fake smile back. "You're going to do just great." She whispered, giving me a kiss on the cheek.
"Thank you." I mumbled, getting up and flashing a big smile in the mirror. I wanted to make a great first impression.
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"Y/n L/n?" A voice spoke over the speaker as I got up, walking through the hallway that read 'London Agency' with a model on the cover. I waved bye to my mum, who was still seated near the waiting room and confidently walked to the women's room.
"Y/n L/n?" The voice spoke again and I nodded. The voice happened to be a small womens, who was wearing a very- let's call it interesting outfit. "Welcome, just put your information right in this box, and go inside the other room. Good luck!" She grinned at me and I returned it, putting my files in the box and walking to the other room.
I was instantly greeted by a familiar scent of cologne and flowers as the light in the room was quite dim, so I couldn't see how big it really was.
"Welcome!" A man exclaimed, who appeared in front of me. He was standing on a stage. Several lights turned on and revealed a crowd of people seated on benches. "We'll just ask you some questions and then you'll be free to go."
"Sounds great." I replied, enthusiastically.
They made me answer some questions about modeling, and made me try some poses on stage. Especially the famous runway walk.
"That was perfect! Thank you so much." He smiled and I waved goodbye. "We'll let you know if you're in or not in a week!" He called out and I nodded, walking towards the exit.
"How'd it go?" Mom exclaimed, as we walked out of the theatre and through the streets of downtown london.
"I think it went well."
"Do you think you'll get in?"
"I really hope so. I liked it." I exclaimed, giggling.
"That's great hon!" She replied, putting an arm around my shoulder as we walked all the way home.
Louis' Pov:
Should I text her? I needed to explain how important she was to me. I turned over in bed, half waiting for her to call me and tell me how her modeling auditions went but there were no notifications from her. Only Millie.
Enola
What in the bloody hell did you do to her?
What's wrong with you? Wtf Louis
I didn't do anything
LOUIS PARTRIDGE
Was it lily
Yes
Oh my god
I told Lily I didn't want to be friends with her if she
Kept doing stuff like that
Then why didn't you tell y/n that?
She left before I could tell her!
Fix this louis.
I groaned. She wouldn't care. She made up her mind. Maybe I should call her... But maybe I should give her space. That would be better.
I got up and decided to take my mind off of her, I was going to skate with some friends.
author's note:
so yeah this chapter is kinda short but the next chapter will be cute.
thank you for all the reads! i love you all so much. I wish I could do an insta post for this chapter but it wouldn't make sense.
have an amazing day! I'm so excited for the next chapter xx
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Evermore : Louis Partridge
Fanfictiony/n l/n is a 17 year old girl, who moved to London for her Dads work. Never would she think that she would meet the most important person in her life, Louis Partridge. She slowly falls in love with her best friend. However there's always more to the...