Chapter 2: The Ride Home

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               After introductions, Isabella fangirled over Louis and Lottie,  and dad and I got their luggage.  They had about 6 bags.

“Why do they have so many bags? They should only have 2 or 3; they’re not staying that long.” I told my dad.

“oh yeah about that Honey, your mother and I, well your mother decided that Louis and Lottie would extend their stay a week longer, then you’re going to go on tour to keep Lottie company.” My dad explained, with a pained expression knowing I was about to blow in a minute. It was hard and it was probably the fakest smile I have ever used, but I responded with a smile and a cheery tone. (This was really more like ‘you are so lucky you are my father and I respect you’ tone.) “Ok, dad. When can I talk to mom about this?!”

“When we arrive at home…” responded dad.

When we finally reached them and headed for the car, I was the last to get in, or try too.

“Um you guys there’s no room for me.” I stated. And it was true. Mom and dad sat in the front Louis, Lottie, and Isabella were in the back; looking squished as hell and the luggage was in the middle seats.

“Oh Sweetie, I didn’t realize this. Could you sit in the trunk?” mom asked. Yeah, because I totally wanted to sit in the trunk! I thought.

“No. It’s fine I’ll just take a cab.” I spit out.

“Frankie you don’t have too! I’ll take the taxi.” Louis started.

“What about you both take the taxi to get to know each other better? After all you’re both going on tour with each other.” My mother smirked.

Without waiting for Louis to get out, I made my way to the taxi stand.

“Hi are there any available taxis?” I asked the man, behind a desk.

“No. I’m sorry ma’am but the next taxi will be here in an hour.” He said too cheery and fakely.

“Frankie, why didn’t you wait for me?” Louis asked, approaching me.

“You’re Louis Tomlinson.” The man stated dumb found. I smirked.

“Now, would you happen to have a taxi?”

“Huh? Oh, yes the taxi! It will be here in 5-10 minutes.” replied the man.

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