"Anyways. No we aren't dating. No we aren't friends. And no you ship hasn't sailed. Sorry guys. I love you all and hope you have an amazing day." I say and end the live.

"Why don't you try?" He asks.

"What do you mean?" I turn to him with a curious expression.

"Try and make friends."

"Because Louis, they hurt you. They lie, tell your secrets, and always stab you in the back." I couldn't look him in the eye.

"What if I'm different? What if I told you I wouldn't stab you in the back?"

I sigh. "It doesn't matter what you say. Besides, you shouldn't do this to yourself. Don't try to be friends with me. I'm not worth it. I'm not worth any of this." I stare down at my hands.

"Well your worth something. Obviously your worth something. Your better than you think Eden." He pushes a piece of hair behind my ear.

I force myself to look up at him. "We are strangers that happened to run into each other at one in the morning. We had false claims thrown at us and now we are here. That's it." I grab his hand from my face and stand up. "I should get going. Get better partridge."

He grabs his head and goes very pale.

"If you're messing with me to get me to stay it's not funny." I cross my arms.

He shakes his head. "I'm dizzy." He whispers.

I run over and lower him back in bed. "Should I get the doctors?"

"No. They said it might happen. Nothing to worry about. But my head is pounding."

I pull up a chair and rub his forehead softly to sooth some of the headache. "Get rest Louis."

Then, I walk out. I look down at my hands as I stand outside his door.

"Um excuse me. Can I get through?" Someone asks.

I look up to see a boy, standing in front of me.

"Sorry I'm William Miller. Louis best friend. You are?"

"Um... Eden. It doesn't matter um. Take care of him and make sure he doesn't do anything stupid." I start to walk passed. "Wait. William? Louis told me about you. I thought you were in America."

"I was but caught a flight here as fast as possible when I heard."

"Oh okay. Well, bye William."

Louis POV:

I sigh and lay back in my bed. I really liked her. I felt something when I was around her. I felt drawn in. Every single time she touched me, I got butterflies and serotonin rushed through me.

William soon walked in after her. "Who was that?" He asks.

"That was Eden Hawkins." I sigh and fidget with my fingers. It's been quite a habit of doing that since I was little. I did it when I was nervous, sad, or anxious.

"Eden Hawkins?! As in the singer and YouTuber?! I knew she looked familiar!"  He exclaimed sitting in a chair next to my bed.

"You know her?" I ask.

"Yeah she's like extremely talented."

"She's quite amazing." I smile.

"Lou are you okay? You seem.... off."

I sigh. "No. She left and I won't see her again."

"She told me to look out for you." William smirks.

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